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Dramatis Perſonæ.

INS Henry the Fifth.
Date of Glouceſter, |

Dube of Clarence, 5
Date of York, | a
.Duke of Exeter, 5 Unkles to the King.

Earl of Salisbury.

.Earl of Weſtmorland.

Earl cf Warwick.

Archbiſhop of Canterbury.

.Biſbop of Ely.

Earl of Cambridge,

Lird Scroop, © Conſpirators againſt the King,
Sir Thomas Grey,

Sir Thomas Erpingham,

Gower,

Fluellen, | os in K. Henry's 4m.

Markmorris,
Jamy,
Nym,
Bardolpb,
Piſtol,
Boy,

Bates, |
Court, Soldiers,
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Formerly Servants 7 Falſtaff now Soldier: is
the King's Army.

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Charles the Sixth, King of Fra

The Dauphin. Fart
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Orleans, Taz *RJ
Rambures, > French LN

Bourbon,
Grandpree,

Governor of Harfleur.
Mountjoy, # Herald.

Ambaſſadors to the King of England.

Iſabel, Queen of France.

Catherine, Daughter to the King of France.
Alice, a Lady attending on the Princeſs Catherine.

Hoſteſs.

Lords, Meſſengers, French and Engliſh Soldiers, with
other Attendants. e

De SCENE Hes for Part of the firſt
Act in England, but during the veſt of
the Play wholly in France.

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For a Muſe of Fire, that would aſcend
The brighteſt Heav'n of Invention,
A Kingdom for a Stage, Princes to act,
And Monarchs to behold the ſwelling Scene.
Then ſhould the warlike Harry, like himſelf,
Aſſume the Port of Mars, and at his Heels,

Leaſbt in, like Heunds, ſhowd Famine, Sword, and Tire,

Cneuch for Employments., But pardon. Gentiles all,
The flat unraiy d Spirit, that hath dar'd,

On this unwort iy Scaffold, to bring forth

So great an Object. Can this Cock-Pit hold

The waſty Field of France? Or may we cram
Within this wooden O, the very Casks,

That did affright the Air at Agincouit 5

O Pardon; ſince a crooked Figure may

Atteſt in little Place a Million,

And let us, Cyphers to this great Accompr,

On your Forces imaginary work.

Suppoſe within the Girdle of theſe Walls

Are now confin'd two mighty Monarchies,

Winſe high, up-reared and abutting Fronts,

The perillous narrow Ocean parts aſunder.

Piece out our ImperſeFions with your Thoughts :
Into a thouſand Parts divide one Man,

And make imaginary Puiſſance.

Tink, when we talk of Horſes, that you ſee them
Printing their proud Hoofs i'th' receiving Earth:
Tor tis your Thoughts that nem muſt deck our Kings,
Garry them here and there; jumping oer Times,
Turning th Accompliſhment of many Years

Into an Hour-Glaſs ; for the which Supply,
Amit me Chorus to this Hiſtory ; |

Who Prologue- li le, your humble Patience pray,
Gene ly to hear, kinaly t0 judge var Play.

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Enter the Archbiſhop of Canterbury, and”
Biſhop of Ely.
Archbiſhop of CANT ERBURY:
n config tell you, that ſelf Bill is
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\ VA BS Which in th' eleventh Year o' th' laſt
on Y-- King's Reign
Was like, and had indeed againſt us
S paſt. |
But that the ſcambling and unquiet time
Did puſh it out of farther Queſtion.
Ely. But how, my Lord, ſhall we reſiſt it now?
Cant. It muſt be thought on: If it paſs againſt us,
We loſe the better part of our Poſſeſſion:
For all the Temporal L-nds, which Men devout
By Teſtament have given to the Church,
Would they ſtrip from us; being valu'd thus,
As much as would maintain, to the King's ,
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Full fifteen Earls, and fifteen hundred Knights,
Six thouſand and two hund red good Eſquires :
And to relief of Lazars, and weak Age
Of indigent faint Souls, paſt corporal Toil,
A hundred Alms-houſes, right well ſupply'd ;
And to the Coffers of the King, beſide,
A thouſand pound by th' Year. Thus runs the Bill;
| Eh This would drink deep.
Cant, Twould drink the Cup and all.
Ely. But what Prevention ?
| Cant. The King is full of Grace, and fair Regard,
| Ely. And a true Lover of the holy Church.
Cant. The Courſes of his Youth promis'd it not:
The Breath no ſooner left his Father's Body,
Bur that his Wildneſs mortify'd in him.
Seem'd to die ton ; yea, at that very moment,
Conſideration, like an Angel, came,
And whipt th' offending Adam out of him,
Leaving his Body as a Paradiſe,
T'invelope and contain cceleſtial Spirits,
Never was ſuch a ſudden-Scholar made :
Never came Reformarion in a Flood
With ſuch a heady Current, ſcowring Faults:
For never Hydra-headed Wilfulneſs
So ſoon did loſe his Seat, and all at once,
As in this King. Me 2,2
Ely. We are bleſſed in the Change.
Cant. Hear him but reaſon in Divinity,
And all-admiring, with an inward Wiſh,
You would deſire the King were made a Prelate,
Hear him debate of Common-wealth Affairs:
You would ſay, it hath been all in all his Study:
Liſt his Diſcourſe of War, and you ſhall hear
A famous Battle render'd you in Mufick.
Turn him to any Cauſe of Policy,
The Gordian Knot of it he will unlooſe,
Familiar as his Garter ; then when he ſpeaks,
The Air, a charter'd Libertine, is ſtill,
And the mute Wonder lurketh in Men's Ears,
To ſteal his ſweet and honied Sentences: .
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Which is a Wonder how his Grace thould gleam it,
Since his Addition was to Courſes vain, |
His Companions unletter'd, rude, and ſhallow,
His Hours fill'd up with Riots, Banquets, Sports à
And never noted in him any Study,
Any Retirement, any Sequeſtration
From open Haunts and Popularity. |
ty. The Strawberry grows underneath the Nettle,
And wholeſom Berries thrive and ripen beſt,
Neighbour'd by Fruit of baſer Quality : |
And ſo the Prince obcured his-Conremplation
Under the Vail of Wildneſs, which, no doubt,
Grew like the Summer Graſs, faſteſt by Night,
Unſeen, yet creſcive in his Faculty.
Cant. It muſt de ſo: for Miracles are ceas'd:
And therefore we muſt needs admit the Means,
How things are perfected.
Ely. But, my good Lord :
How now for Mitigation of this Bill,
Urg'd by the Commons? Doth his Majeſty
Incline to it; or no?
Cant, He ſeems indiſterent: |
Oc rather ſwaying more upon our Part,
Than cheriſhing th' Exhibiters againſt us :
For Thave made an Offer to his Majeſty,
Upon our ſpiritual Convocation,
And in regard of Cauſes, now in hand,
Which I have open'd to his Grace at large,
As touching France, to give a greater Sum
Than ever at one time the Clergy yet
Did to his Predeceſſors part withal.
Ely. How did this Offer ſeem receiv'd, my Lord?
Cant. With good Acceptance of his Majeſty :
Save that there was not time enough to hear,
As I perceiv'd his Grace would fain have done,
The ſeveral and unhidden Paſſages, |
Of his true Titles to ſome certain Dukedoms,
And generally, to the Crown and Seat of France,
Deriv'd from Edward, his Great Grandfather.
Ey. What was th'Impediment that broke this off?
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Cant. The French Ambaſſador upon that Inſtane
Crav'd Audience; and the Hour J think is come,
To give him hearing, Is it four a-Clock?

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Cant. Then go we in to know his Embaſſy:
Which I conld with a ready Gueſs declare,
Before the Frenchmay ſpeaks. a Word of it.

Ely. TH wait upon you, and I long to hear it. [i
- Enter: King Henry, Gloucefter, Bedford, Clarence,

Warwick, Weſtmorland, and Exeter.

K. Hen. Where is my gracious Lord of Canterbury?

Exe. Not here in preſence.

K. Hen. Send for him, good Uncle.

Meß. Shall we call in the Ambaſſador my Leige ?

K. Hen. Not yet, my Couſin ; we would be reſoly'd,
Before-we hear him, of ſome things of weight,
That task our Thoughts, concerning us and France,

Enter the Archbiſhop of Canterbury, and Biſhop of Ely.

Cant. God and his Angels guard your ſacred Throne,
And make you long become it.

K. Hen, Sure we thank you,

My learned Lord, we pray you to proceed,

And juſtly and religiouſly unfold,

Why the Law Salike that they have in France,

Or ſhould, or ſhould not bar us in our Claim.

And God forbid, my dear and faithful Lord.

That you ſhould faſhion, wreſt or bow your Reading,

Or nicely charge your underſtanding Soul |

With opening Titles miſcreate, whoſe Right

Suits not in native Colours with the Truth:

For God does know, how many now in Health.

Shall drop their Blood, in approbation

Of what your Reverence ſhall incite us to.

Therefore take-heed how you impawn our Perſon,

How you awake our ſleeping Sword of War:

We 1 you, in the Name of God, take heed.

For never two ſuch Kingdoms did contend,

Without much fall of-Blood, whoſe guiltleſs Drops

Are every one, a Woe, a ſore Complaint. (Swords,

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Vader this Conjuration, ſpeak my Lord;

For we will hear, note, and believe in Heart,

That what you ſpeak is 2 Conſcience waſht,
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As pure as Sin with Baptiſm.
Cant, Then hear me, gracious Sovereign, and you
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That owe your ſelves, your Lives, and Services,
Jo this Imperial Throne. There is no Bar
e, Jo make againſt your Highneſs' Claim to France,
But this which they produce from Pharamond,
: !r terry am Salicam mulieres ne ſuccedant,
No Woman ſhall ſucceed in Salike Land :
Which Salike Land, the French unjuſtly gloze
I, To be the Realm of France, and Pharamont,;
5d, The Founder of this Law and female Bar.
Yet their own Authors faithfully affirm, .
ice. That the Land Salike is in Germany,
. Between the Floods of Sala and of Elve :
ne, Where Charles the Great having ſubdu'd the Saxon;,
There left behind and ſettled certain French ;
Who holding in diſdain.the German Woman,
For {ome diſhoneſt Manners of their Life,
Eſtabliſht. then this Law; to wit, No Female
Should be Inheritrix in Salike Land:
Which Sal:þe, as I ſaid, betwixt Elxe and Sala,
h Is at this Day in Germany call'd Meiſen,
ing, Then doth it well appear in the Salike Law
Was not diviſed for the Realm of France :
Nor did the [rench poſſeſs the Salike Land,
Until four hundred one and twenty Years
After Defuction of King Pharamond,
Idly ſuppos'd the Founder of this Law,
Who died within the Year of our Redemption,
n, Four hundred twenty fix ; and Charles the Great
Subdu'd the Saxons, and did ſeat rhe French
beyond the River Sala, in the Year
Eight hundred five. Beſides, their Writers ſay,
ps King Pepin, which depoſed Childerick,.
rds, Did, as Heir General, being deſcended.
the Of Bl;chid, which was Daughter to King Clorharr,
Make Claim and Title to the Crown of Fance:
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Hugh Capet alſo, who uſurp'd the Crown
of Charles the Duke of Lorrain, ſole Heir-ma'e
Of rhe true Line and Stock of Charles the Great;
To find his Title with ſome Shews of Truth,
Though in pure Truth it was corrupt and naught,
Convey'd himſeif as th'Heir tothe Lady Lingare,
Daughter to Charlemain, who was the Son
To Lewis the Emperor, and Lewis the Son
Of Gharles the Great: Allo King Lewis the Tenth,
Who was ſole Heir to the Uſurper Caper,
Could not keep quiet in his Conſcience,
Wearing the Crown of France, till ſatisfy'd,
That fair Queen Iſabel, his Grandmother,
Was lineal of the Lady Ermemgere,
Daughter to Charles, the foreſaid Duke of Lorain:
By the which Marriage, the Line of Charles the Great
Was re-united to the Crown of France.
So, that as clear as in the Summer's Sun,
King Pepin's Title, and Hugh Capet's Claim,
King Lewis his Satisfaction, all appear
To hold in Right and Title of the Female:
Sa do the Kings of France upon this Day.
Howbeir, they would hold up this Salike Law,
To bar your Highneſs claiming from the Female,
And rather chuſe to hide them in a Net, |
Than amply to imbarr their crooked Titles,
Uſurpt from you, and ere Progenitors.
K. Hen. May I with Right and Conſcience make thi
Claim? pF
Cant. The Sin upon my Head, dread Sovereign:
For in the Book of Numbers, it is writ,.
When the Man dies, let the Inheritance
Deſcend unto the Daughter. Gracious Lord,
Stand for your own, unwind your bloody Flag,
Look back unto your mighty Anceſtors;
Go,. my dread Lord, to your great Granfire's Tomb,
From whom you claim ; invoke his warlike Spirit,

And your great Uncle, Edward the black Prince,
Who on the French Ground play'd a Tragedy,
Making Defeat on the full Power of France:
Whiles his moſt mighty Father on a Hill, ap

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stood ſmiling, to behold his Lion's Whelp
Forage in Blood of French Nobility.
O noble Engliſh, that could entertain,
With half their Forces, the full Pride of France,

And let another half ſtand laughing b
And out of work, and cold for —

Ely. Awake Remembrance of theſe valiant Dead,

And with your puiſiant Arm renew their Feits ;

You are their Heir, you fit upon their Throne:

The Blood and Courage that renowned them,

Runs in your Veins ; and my thrice puiſſant Liege

Is in the very May-Morn of his Youth,
Ripe for Exploits and mighty Enterpriſes.

Exe. Your Brother Kings and Monarchs of the Earth »
Do all expect, that you thould rouze your ſelf, _

As did the former Lions of your Blood.
Weff They know your Grace hath Cauſe ,
Means and Might;
do hath your Highneſs, never King of England -
Had Nobles richer, and more loyal Subjects,

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And lye pavillion'd in the Field of France.

Cant. O let their Bodies follow, my dear Liege,
With Blood and Sword, and Fire, to win your Right:

In Aid whereof, ws of the Spirituality

Will raiſe your Highneſs ſuch a mighty Sum,
As never did the Clergy, at one time, -.

Bring in to any of your Anceſtors.

K. Hen. We muſt not only arm t'invade the French,

But lay down our Proportions, to defend
Againſt the Scot, who will make road upon us,
With all Advantageso |

Cant. They of thoſe Marches, gracious Sovereign,

Shall be a Wall ſufficient to defend
Our Inland from the pilfering Borderers.

K. Hen. We do not mea de courting Snatchers |

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Bat fear the 8 Intendment of the Scor,
Who hath been a gildy Neighbour to us :
For you ſhall read, that my great Grandfather +
Never went with his 3 into France.
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Bat that the Scot, on his unfurniſht Kingdom»
Came pouring like a Tide into a Breach,
With ample and brim Fullneſs of his Force,
Galling the gleaned Land with hot Aſſays,
Girding with grievous Siege, Caſtles and Towns ;.
That England being empty of Defence,
Hath ſhook and trembled at th' ill Neighbourhood.
Cant. She hath been then more fear'd than harmd:
my Liege,
For hear her but exampled by her ſelf,
When all her Chiyalry, hath been in France,
And the a mourning Widow of her Nobles,
She hath her ſelf not only well defended,
But taken and impounded as a Stray,
The King of Scors 3; whom ſhe did ſend to France,
To fill wing Edward's Fame with Priſoner Kings,
And make his Chronicle as rich with Praiſe,
As is the ouzy Bottom of the Sea
With ſunken Wrack, and ſome leſs Treaſuries. '
Ely. But there's a Saying very old and true,
If that yen wil! France win, then with Scotland fir/? begin.
For once the Eagle, England, being in Prey,
To her unguarded Neſt, the Weazel, Scar,
Comes ſneaking, and fo fuks her princely Eggs,
Playing the Mouſe, in abſence of the Car,
To tear and havock more than the can eat.
Exe. It follows then, the Car muſt ſtay at home :
Yer that it is but a cruſh'd Neceſſity ;
Since we have Locks to ſafegard .
And pretty Traps to catch the petty Thieves.
While that the armed Hand doth fight abroad,
TH adviſed Head defends it ſelf at home:
For, Government, though high, and low, and.lower,
Put into Parts, doth keep in one Conſent,
Congreeing in a full and, natural Cloſe,
Lake Muſick.
Eant. Therefore doth Heav'n divide
The State of Man in divers Functions,
Setting Endeavour in.continual Motion:
To which is fixed, as an Aim or Butt,

Obedience; for ſo work the Honey Bees,

Creatures

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Creatures that, by a Rule in Nature, teach

The Act of Order to a Peopled Kingdom.

They have a King, and Officers of ſorts,

Where ſome, like Magiſtrates, correQ@ at home:
Others, Itke Merchants, venture Trade abroad :
Others, like Soldiers, arm'd. in their Stings,
Make Boot upon the Summer's Velvet Buds :

Which Pillage, they with merry March bring home
To the Teut-Royal of their Emperor: |
Who.buſied in his Majeſty, ſurveys

The ſingin Maſon building Roofs of Gold;

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The civil Citizens kneading up the Honey?

The poor mechanick Porters, crowding in

Their heavy Burthens at his narrow Gate:

The ſad- ey d Juſtice, with his ſurly Hum,

Delivering o'er. to Executors pale,

The lazy yawning Drone. I this infer,

That many things having full Reverence -

To one Conſent, may work contrariouſly:

As many Arrows looſed ſeveral Ways, |

Come to one Mark: as many Ways meet in one
Town;

As many freſh Streams meet in one ſalt Sea;

As many Lines cloſe in the Dial's Center;

do may a thouſaud Actions once a-foot,

And in one Purpoſe, and be all well born

Without Defeat. Therefore to France, my Liege,

Divide your happy England into four,

Whereof, take you one Quarter into France,

And you withal ſhall make all Gal ſhake,

f we with-thrice ſuch Powers left at home,

Cannot defend our own Doors from the Dog,

Let us be worried, and our Nation loſe.

The Name of Hardineſs and Policy.

k. Hen, Call in the Meſlengers ſeat from the Dany +

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Now N. we well reſolv'd, and by God's Help,

And yours, the noble Sinews of our Power ;

lronce being ours, we'll bend it to our Awe,

Or break it all to pieces. Oc there we'll it,

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Ober France, and all her, almoſt, Kingly Dukedoms,

Or lay theſe. Bones in an unworthy Urn.
Tombleſs, with no Remembrance over them;
Either our Hiſtory ſhall with full Mouth
Speak freely of our Acts, or elſe our Grave,
Like Turkiſh Mute, ſhall have a tongueleſs Mouth,
Not worſhipt with a waxen E — 7
Enter Ambaſſador of France.

Now are we well prepar'd to know the Pleaſure
Of our fair Couſin Dauphin; for we hear,
Your Greeting is from him, not from the King.

Amb. May't pleaſe your Majeſty to give us leaye
Freely to render what we have in Charge :
Or ſhall we ſparingly ſhew you far off
The Dovphin's Meaning, and our Embaſly.

K. Hen, We are no Tyrant, but a Chriſtian King,
Unto whoſe Grace our Paſſion is as ſubje&,
As our Wretches fetter'd in our Priſons :
Therefore with frank and uncurbed Plainneſs,
Tell us the Dauphin's Mind. |

Amb. Thus then in few.
Your Highneſs, lately ſending into France,
Did claim ſome certain Dukedoms, in the Right
Of your great Predeceſſor, King Edward the Third,
In Anſwer of which Claim, the Prince our Maſter,
Says, that you ſavour too much of your Youth,
And bids you be advis'd : There's nought in France,
That can be with a nimble Calliad won;
You cannot revel into Dukedoms there : -
He therefore ſends you, Meeter for your Spirit,
This Tun of Treaſure; and in lieu of this,
Defires you let the Dukedoms that you claim
Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin ſpeaks: .

K. Hen. What Treaſure, Uncle? |

Exe. Tinnis-balls, my Leige.

k. Hen. We are glad the Dauphin is ſo pleaſant

with us.

His Preſent, and your Pains we thank you for,
When we have match'd our Rackets to theſe Balls,
We ill in Farce, by God's Grace, play a Set
Shall ſtrike bis Father's Crown into the Hazard. Tel

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That alt the Courts of France will be diſturb'd
With Chaces. And we underſtand him well
How he comes o'er us wich our wilder Days,
Not meaſuring what uſe we made of them.
We never valu'd this poor Seat of England,
And therefore living hence, did give our ſelf
To barbaxous Licence; as 'tis ever common,
That Men are merrieſt when they are from home:
But tell the Dauphin, I will keep my State,
Be like a King, and ſhew my Sail of Greatneſs,
When I do rouſe me in my Throne of France. _
For that I kave laid by my Majeſty,
And ploddeſt like a Man for working Days;
But I will riſe there with{9 full a Glory,
That I wilb dazzle all the Eyes of France,
Yea ſtrike the Dauphin blind to look on us.
And tell the preſent Prince, this Mock of his |
Hath: turn'd his Balls to Gun-ftones, and his Soul
Shall ſtand ſore charged, for the waſteful Vengeance
That — fly with them: For many a thauſand Wi.

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Shall this his Mock, monk out of their dear Husbands,
Mock Mothers from their Sons, mock Caſtles down:
And ſome are yet ungotten.and unborn,
That ſhall have Cauſe to curſe the Dazphin's Scorn.
But this lies aH within the Will of God,
To whom I do appeal, and in whoſe Name,
Tell you the 2 Jam coming on,
To venge me as I may, and to put forth
My rightful Hand, in a well hallow'd Cauſe.
So get you hence in Peace, and tell the Daupi/n,
His Jeſt will ſavour but of ſhallow Wir, |
When thouſands weep more than did laugh at it.
Convey them with ſafe Conduct. Fare ye well.
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Exe. This was a merry Meſſage.
K. Hen, We hope to make the Sender bluſh at it:
Therefore, my Lords, omit no happy Hour,
That may give ſuch Furth rance to our W a
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For we have now no Thought in us but Faure, |

Save thoſe to God, that run before our Buſineſs.

Therefore let our Proportions for theſe Wars

Be {oon collected, and all things thought upon, |

That may with reaſonable Swifrneſs add |

More Feathers to our Wings : For God before, |

We'll chide this Dauphin at his Father's Door |

Therefore let every Man now task his Thought, |

That this fair Action may on foot be brought. [Ex |
Flouriſh. Enter Chorus» | |

Now all the Youth of England are on Fire,

And ſilken Dalliance in the Wardrobe lies:

Now thrive the Armourers, and Honour's Thought

Reigns ſolely in the Breaſt of every Man.

They ſell the Paſture now, to buy-the Horſe,

Following the Mirror of all Chriſtian Kings,

With winged Heels, as Engliſh Mercuries.

For now fits ExpeQation in the Air,

And hides a Sword, from Hilts unto the Point,

With Crowns Imperial, Crowns and Coronets,

P romis'd to Herry and his Followers.

The French advis'd, by good Intelligence,

OF this moſt dreadful Preparation,

Shake in their Fear, and with pale Policy

Seek to divert the Engiiſh- Purpoſes. |

O England! Model to thy inward Greatneſs, .

Like little Body with a mighty Heart;

What would'ſt thou do, that Honour would thee do,

Were all thy Children kind and natural :

But fee, thy Fault France hath in thee found out,

A Neſt of hollow Boſoms, which he fills

With treacherous Crowns, and three corrupted Men:

One Richard Earl of Cambridge; and the ſecond,

Henry Lord Scroop of Maſbam: and the third,

Sir Thomas Gray Knight of Northamberland,

Have for the Gilt of France, (O Guilt indeed!)

Confirm'd Conſpiracy with fearful France.

And by their Hands this Grace of Kings muſt die,

If Hell and Treaſon hold their Promiles,

Fer he take Ship for Fance; and in Sent hampton,

Linger your Patience on, and we'll digeſt |

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King HENRY V. ty

Th'abuſe of Diſtance; force a Play:
The ſum is pay'd, the Traytors are agreed,
The King is ſent from London, and the Scene
Is now tranſported, Gentles, to Southampton,
There is the Play-houſe now, there muſt you ſir,
And thence to France ſhall we convey you ſafe,
And bring you back: Charming the narrow Seas,
To give you gentle Paſs ; for if we may,
We'll not offend one Stomach with our Play.
But *till the King come forth, and not 'till then,
Unto Southampton do we ſhift our Scene. [Ex,

Enter Corporal Nim, and Lieutenant Bardolph.

Bard. Well met, Corporal Vm.

Nim. Good-morrow, Lieutenant Bardolpb,

Bard. What, are ancient Piſtol and you Friends yet?

Nim, For my part, I care not : I ſay little; but when
time ſhall ſerve, there ſhall be Smiles, but that ſhall
de as it may. Tdare not fight, but I will wink, and
hold out mine Iron; it is a ſimple one, but what
though? It will toſt Cheeſe, and it will endure cold,
as another Man's Sword will ; and there's an end.

Bard. T will beſtow a Breakfaſt to make you Friends,
and we'll be all three ſworn Brothers to France : let it
be ſo, good Corporal Nm.

Nim,Faith,I will live ſo long as I may, that's the cer-
tain of it; and when I cannot live any longer, I will
do as I may: That is my Reſt, chat is the Rendez-
vous of it.

Bard. It is certain, Corporal, that he is married to
Nel Quickly, and certainly. ſhe did you wrong, for you
were troth-plight to her.

Nm. I cannot tell, things muſt be as they may:
Men may ſleep, and they may have their Throats a-
bout them at that time, and ſome ſay, Knives have
Edges: It muſt be as it may, tho' Patience be a tir'd
Name, yet ſhe will plod, there muſt be Concluſions ;
well, I cannot tell. HE |

Enter Piſtol, and Quickly,
Bard. Here comes ancient Piſtol and his Wife: good

x, be patient here. How now, mine

Piſtol,

18 The LIFE of

Piſt. Baſe Tyke, call'ſt thou me Hoſt ? now by this
Hand, I ſwear I ſcorn the Term, nor ſhall my Ne
"I N 6

wick. No, by my troth, not long: For we cannot
lodge and bene 4 dozen or — be Gentlewomen
that live honeſtly by the Prick of their Needles, but
it will be Fought we keep a Bawdy-houſe ſtraight,
O welliday Lady, if he be not hewn now, we ſhall
fee wilful Adultery and Murther-committed.

Bard. Good Lieutenant, good Corporal, offer no.
thing here.

Nin. Piſh.

Piſt. Piſh for thee, Hand Dog; thou prick-ear'd
Cur of 1/and.

* Nick, Good Corporal Nin, ſhew thy Valour. and
put up thy Sword.

Nm. Will you ſhug off? I would have you ſolu:.
Piſt. Solus, egregious Dog! O Viper vile; the ſolu;
in thy moſt marvellous Face, the ſolus in thy Teeth,
and in thy Throat, and in thy hateful Lungs, yea in
ay Maw perdy ;: and which is worſe, within thy
na ! Mouth. i do retort the ſolus in thy Bowels ?
for I can take, and Piſtol's Cock is up, and flaſhing
Fire will follow.

. Nim. I am: not Barbaſen, you cannot conjure me: I
have an Humour to knock you indiferently well: if
you grow foul with me, Piſtol, I will ſcour you with
my Rapier, as I may in fair Terms. If you would
walk off, would prick your Guts a little in good
Terms, as I may, and thar's the Humour of it.

Pit. O Braggard vile, and damn'd furious Wight,
The Grave doth gape, and doating Death is near,
Therefore exhale. |

Bard. Hear me, hear me what I fay : He that ſtrikes
the firſt Stroke, I'll run him up to the Hilts, as I'm
a Soldier. |

Piſt. An Oath of mickle Might, and Fury ſhall a+
bate. Give me thy Fiſt, thy Fore-Foot to me give:
Thy Spirits are more tall. 3

Nm. I will cut thy Throat one time or other in
fair terms, that is the Humour of it. pit

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King HE NN V. 19

piſt. Coupe a gorge, that is the Word, I defy thee a-
gain. O Hound of Creet, think ſt thou my Spouſe to
et? No, to the Spittle go, and from the powdring-
tub of Infamy, fetch forth the Lazar Kite of Creſf 8
kind, Dol Tearſbeet, ſhe by Name, and her Eſpouſe. 1
have, and I will hold the quondam Quickly for the only
ſhe ; and Pauca, ther'es enough to go to. |
Enter the uy

Bey. Mine Hoſt Piſtol, you muſt come to my Maſter,
and your Hoſteſs: He is very ſick, and would to Bed.
Good Bardolph, put thy Face between his Sheets, and
do the Office o a Warming-pan: Faith, he's very ill.

Bard, Away, you Rogue. 36 ;

Quick, By my troth, he'll-yield the Crow a Pudding
one of theſe Days: the King has kill'd his Heart.
Good Husband come home preſently. Ex. Quichs

Bard. Come, ſhall I make you two Friends? We
muſt to France together; why the Devil ſhould we
keep Knives to cut one another's Throats ?

Piſt. Let Floods. o'erſwell, and Fiends for Food
bowl on. |

Mm. You'll pay me the eight Shilling, I won of
you at Betting ?

Piſt. Baſe is the Slave that pays.

Nm. That now I will have; that the Humour of it.

Piſt. As Manhood:ſhall compound ann,

Draw.

Bard. By this Sword, he that makes the firſt Thruſt,

P11 kill him; by this Sword I will.

Pi. Sword is an Oath, and Oaths muſt have their

Courſe, |
Bard. Corporal Nim, and thou wilt be Friends, be

Friends; and thou wilt not, why then be Enemies

with me too ; prithee put p.

Pi, A Noble ſhalt thou have, and preſent Pay,
andLiquor likwiſe will I give to thee,and Friendſhip
ſhall combine, and Brotherhood. Þ il live by Nim,
and Nim ſhall live by me, is not thus juſt? For I
hall Suttler be unto the Camp and Profits will ae-
crue, Give me thy Hand.

Nim, I ſhall have my Noble?

Piſh

20 The LIFE of
Piſt. In Caſh, moſt juſtly paid.
Nim, Wellthen, that's the Humour oft.

| Enter Hoſteſs.

Heft. As ever you came of Women, come in quickly
to Sir Jehn : A poor Heart, he is ſo ſhak'd of a bum.
— * es Tettian, that it is moſt lamentable tg
behold. Sweet Men, come to him.

' Nim. The King hath run bad Humours on the

Knight, that's the even of it.

Piſt. Nm. The King is a good King, but it my
be as it may : he dals, ſome Humours and Carreen

Piſt. Let us not condole the Knight, for Lambking,
we will live. | [ Exeunt,

Enter Exeter, Bedford, and Weſtmorland.

Bed. Fore God, his Grace is bold to truſt theſe

Traitors. |

Exe. They ſhall be apprehended by and by.

Weſt. How ſmooth and even they do bear themſelyes,
As if Allegiance in their Boſoms ſate,

Crowned with Faith and conſtant Royalty.

Bed. 'The King hath Note of all 8 intend,
By Interception which they dream not of.

Exe. Nay, but the Man that was his Bedfelloy !
Whom he hath lul'd and cloy'd with gracious Fa.

vours |

That he ſhould, for a foreign Purſe, ſo ſel!

His Soveraign's Life to Death and Treachery.

[Sound Trumpets,
Enter the King, Scroop, Cambridge, and Gray.

R. Hen. Now fits the Wind fair, and we will abroad.
My Lord of Cambridge, and my Lord of Marſbam,
And you my gentle Knight, give me your Thoughts:
Think you nor, that the Powers we bear with us
Will cut their Paſſage through the Force of France?
Doing the Execution, and the AQ,

For which we have in head aſſembled them.

Scroop. No doubt, my Liege ; if each Man do his beſt. |

R. Hen. I doubt not that, ſince we-are well perſus-
We carry not a Heart with us from hence,
That grows not in a fair Conſent with ours,

Nor leave not one behind, that doth not wiſh-
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King HEN R V. 21

duccels and Conqueſt to attend us.

Cam. Never was Monarch better fear'd and lov'd
Than is your Majeſty ; there's nor, I think, a Subje&,
That fits in Heart-grief and Uneaſineſs,

Under the ſweet Shade of your Government.

Gray. True 3thoſe that wereiyour Father's Enemies,
Have ſteept their Galls in Honey, and do obſerve you
With Hearts create of Duty, and of Zeal.

K. Hen. We therefore have great Caſe of Thankful-
And ſhall forget the Office of our Han (neſs3
Sooner than Quirrance of Deſert and Meri,
According to the Weight and Worthyneſs.

Scroop. So Service ſhall with ſteeled Sine ws toil,
And Labour ſhall refreſh it ſelf with Hope,

To do your Grace inceſlant Services.

K. Hen, We judge no leſs. Uncle of Exeter,
Inlarge the Man committed yeſterday, |
That rail'd againſt our Perſon: We conſider,
It was Exceſs of Wine that ſet him on,

And on his more Advice, We pardon him.

Scroop. That's Mercy, but too much Security:
Let him be puniſh'd, Sovereign, leſt Example
Breed, by his Sufferance, more of ſuch a kind.

K, Hen. O let us yet be merciful.

Cam. So may your Highneſs, yet puniſh too.

Gray. Sir, you ſhew great Mercy, if you give him
After the Taſte of much Correction. (Liſe,

K. Hen. Alas! your too much Love and Care of me,
Are heavy Oriſons gainſt this poor Wretch.

If little Faults, proceeding on Diſtemper, |
Shall not be wink'd at, how ſhalt we ſtretch our Eye,
When capital Crimes,chew*d,ſwallow'd,and digeſted,
Appear before us ? We'll yet enlarge that Man,

Tho' Cambridge, Scroop, and Gray, in their dear Care
And tender Preſeryation of our Perſon,
Would have kim puniſh'd. And now to our French
Who are the late Commiſſioners ? | (Cauſes,

Cam, I one, my Lord,

Your Highneſs bad me ask for it to-day,

Scroop So did you me, my Liege.

Gray, And I, my Royal Sovereign.

33 K. Hen.

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22 The LIFE of

K. Hen. Then Richard Earl of Cambridge, there j;
ours :

There " rs Lord Scroep of Maſbam; and Sir Knight,
Gray of Northumberland, the ſame is yours ;
Read them and know, I know your Worthyneſs.
My Lord of W:ftmorland, and Uncle Exeter,
We will aboard to 45 Why, how now Gentlemen)
What ſee you in thoſe Papers, that you loſe
So much Complexion ? Look ye how they change!
Their Cheeks are Paper, Why, what read you there,
That hath ſo cowarded and chac'd your Blood
Out of Appearance?

Camb. I do confeſs my Fault,
And do ſubmit me to your Highneſs Mercy.

Gray. Scroop. To which we all appeal.

K. Hen, The Mercy that was 7 in us but late,
By your own Counſel is ſappreſt and kill'd :
You muſt not dare, for ſhame to talk of Mercy,
For your own Reaſons turn into your Boſoms,
As Dogs upon their Maſters, worrying you.
See, you, my Princes and my noble Peers,
Thee Engliſh Monſters? My Lord of Cambridge here,
You know how apt our Love was to accord
To furniſh him with all Appertinents
Belonging to his Honour ; and this Man,
Hath for a few light Crowns, lightly conſpir'd
And ſworn unto the Practices of France,
To kill us here in Hampton. To the which
This Knight, no leſs for Bounty bound to us
Than Cambridge is, hath likewiſe ſworn. But O!
What ſhall I ſay to thee, Lord Scroep, thou cruel,
Ingrateful, ſavage and inhuman Creature!
Thou that did'ſt bear the Key of all my Counſels,
That knew'ſt the very bottom of my Sool,
That, almoſt, might'ſt have coin'd me into Gold,
Would'ſt thou have practisd on me, for thy uſe ?
May it be poſſible, that foreign Hire
Could out of thee extra& one Spark of Evil,
That might annoy my Finger? "Tis ſo ſtrange,
That though the Truth of it ſtand off as grols,
As black and white, my Eye will ſcarcely tee Len a

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King Henry V. 23

WW Treaſon and Murder, ever keep together,
As too Yoak Devils ſworn to either's Purpoſe,
Working ſo groſly in a Natural Cauſe,
That Admiration did not hoop at them.
But thou againſt all Proportion, didſt bring in
Wonder to wait on Treaſon and on Murther ;
And whatſoever cunning Fiend it was,
That wrought upon thee ſo prepoſterouſly.
Hath got the Voice in Hell for Excellence:
te, And other Devils that ſuggeſt By-Treaſons,
Do botch and bungle up Damnation, |
With Patches, Colours, and with Forms, being fetcht
From gliſt' ring Semblances of Piety : -
But he that wa thee, bad thee ſtand up,
Give thee no inſtance why thou ſhould'ſt do treaſon,
e, Unleſs to dub thee with the Name of Traitor.
If that fame Demon that hath gulPd thee thus,
Should with his prope hy walk the whole World,
He might return to valty Tartar back,
And tell the Legions, I can never win
A Soul fo eaſy as that Exgliſbman's
re, Oh, how haſt thou with Fealouſy infected |
The Sweetneſs of Affiance! Shew Men dutiful ?
Why ſo didſt thou. Seem they grave and learned?
Why ſo didſt thou. Come they of noble Family ?
Why ſo didſt thou. Seem they religious ?
Why ſo didſt thou. Or are they ſpare in Diet,
Free from groſs Paſſion, or of Mirth, or Anger,
Conſtant in Spirit, not ſwerving with the Blood,
! Garniſh'd and deck'd in modeſt Complement,
| Not working with the Eye, without the Ear,
And but in purged Judgment truſting neither ?
| Such and ſo finely boulted didſtthou ſeem :
And thus thy Fall hath left a kind of Blot,
To make thee full fraught Men, the beſt endued
With ſome Suſpicion, I will weep. for thee.
For this Revoſt of mine methinks.is like
Another Fall of Man. Their Faults are open,
Arreſt them to the Anſwer of the Law,
And God acquit them of their Practices.

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24 Te LIFE &

Exe. IT arreſt thee of High Treaſon, by the Name
of Richard Earl of Cambriage.

I arreſt thee of High Treaſon, by the Name cf
Thomas Lord Scroep of Maſbam. 6

I arreſt thee '6f High Treafon, by the Name of
Thomas 3. Knight of Northumberland,

Seroop. Our Purpoſes God juſtly hath diſcover'd,
And I repent my Fault more than my Death:
Which I beſeech your Highneſs to forgiye,
Although my Body pay the Price of it.

Cam. For me the Gold of Trance did not ſeduce,
Although I did admit it as a Motive,

The ſooner to effect what I intended;

Bur, God be thank'd for Prevention, |
Which TI in ſufferance heartily will rejoice for,
Beſeeching God and you to pardon me.

Gray. Never did faithful Subject more rejoice,
At the Diſcovery of moſt dangerous Treaſon,
Than T do at this Hour joy o'er my ſelf,
Prevented from a damned Enterprize : |
My Fault but not my Body, pardon, Sovereign,

K. Hen. God quit you in his Aer hear your Ses.
You have conſpir'd againſt our Royal Perſon. (rence;
Join'd with an Enemy proclaim'd, and from his Cob
Receiv'd the golden Earneft of our Death; (fers,
Wherein you would have ſold your King to ſlaughter,
His Princes and his Peers to Servitude, |
His Subjects to Oppreſſion and Contempt,

And his whole Kingdom into Deſolation :
Touching our Perſon, ſeek we no Revenge,
But we our Kingdom's Safety muſt ſo tender,
Whoſe Ruin you three ſdught, that to her Laws,
We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence,
Poor miſerable Wretches, to your Death ;

The Taſte whereof God of his Mercy give

You 3 to endure, and true Repentance
Of all your dear Offence'. Bear them hence. [E
Now, Lords, for France, the Enterprize whereof
Shall be to you as us, like glorious.

We doubt not of a fair and lucky War, Since
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King HENRY V. 25
Since God ſo graciouſly, hath brought to light |

This dangei ous I reaſon lurking in cur way,
To hinder our beginning. We douht not now,
But every rub is{moothed in our way:
Then forth, dear Country- men; let us deliver
Our Puiflance into the Hand of God,
Putting it ſtraight in Expedition.
Chearly to dea, the ſigns of War advance, |
No King of England, it not King of France. [ Exeunt.
Enter Piſtol, Nim, Bardolph, Boy, and Hoſtels,
Hat. Prethee Honey, ſweet Husband, let me bring
thee to Starnes. |
Piſtel. No, for my manly Heart dothe yern, Bardelph,
be blith : Nim, rouze thy vaunting Veins: Boy, briſtle
thy Courage up; for Falſtaff he is dead, and we muſt yern
therefore. | LSE 56s, |
Bard, Would I were with him where{ome'er he is, ei-
ther in Heav'n, or in Hell.
Hg. Nay, lure, he's not in Hell; he's in Arthur's Bo-
em, if ever Man when to + Arthur's Boſom; he made a
finer end, and went away and it had been any Chriſtom
Child; a parted even juſt between Twelve and One, ev'n
it the turning th Tide; for after I ſaw him fumble with
the Sheets, and play with Flowers, and ſinile upon his
Fingers end, I knew there was but one way; for his Nole
was as ſharp as a Pen, and a Table of green Fields. How
row, Sir hn? quoth I. What Man? be a good Cheer;
ba eried cut, God, God, God, three or four times: Now I,
to comfort him, bid him a ſhould not think of God. I hopꝰ d
here was no need trouble himlelf with any ſuch Thoughts
yet: ſo a bad me lay more Clothes on his Feet: I put my
Hand into the, Bed and felt them, and they were as cold
3 Stone: Then Ifelt to his Knees, and ſo upward and
wward, and all was as cold as any Stone.
M. They ſay he eried out ot Sack.
Aſt: Ay, that a did.
Bard. And of Women. |
H. Nay, that a did not. ,
By. Yes, that a did, and ſald, they wece Devils In-

Carrate, | 5 |
3 | Hoſt.

46 The LIFE &
Hoſt. A could never abide Carnation, twas a Colour be
never lik'd, uo

Bey. Alaid once, the Deule would have him about

Women.

Heſt., A did in ſome ſort, indeed, handle Women; but
then he was rheumatick and talk d of theWhore of Belylen,

Boy. Do you not remember a ſaw a Flea ſtick upon Ba--
dolph's Noſe, and faid it was a black Soul burning in Hell,

Bard. Well, tlie fuel is gone that maintain d that Fire:
That's all the Riches I got in his Service.

Nim. Shall we ſhogg? the King will be gone from
Southampton.

Pift. Come, let's away, My Love, give me thy Lips:
Look to my Chattels, and my Moveables ; let Senſes rule;
the word is, pitch and pay; truſt none for Oaths ar:
Straws, Mens Faiths are Wafer-Cakes, and hold faſt is
the only Dog; my Duck, therefore, Caveto be thy
Counſellor. Go, clear thy Chriſtals. Y oke-fellows in
Arms, let us to France, like Horle-leeches, my Boys, to
luck, to ſuck, the very Blood to ſuck.

Bey. And that's but unwholſome Food, they ſay.

Pift. Touch her ſoft Mouth, and march.

Bard. Farewel, Hoſteſs.

Nim. 1 cannot kiſs, that is the humour of it; but adieu.

Piſt. Let Houſwifery appear; keep cloſe, I the command,

Hoſt. Farewel adieu. Exe uni.
Enter the French King, the Dauphin, the Dule i Bur-

gundy, and the Conſbable.

Fr. King. Thus come the Engliſb with full Power upon
And more than carefully it us concerns, us,
To anſwer Royally in our Defences,

Therefore the Dukes of Berry and of Britain,

Of Brabant, and Orleans ſhall make forth,

To line and new repair our Towns of War
With Men of Courage, and with Means defendant :
For England his Approaches makes as fierce .

As Waters to the ſucking of a Gulf.

It fits us then to be as provident |

As Fear may teach us, out of late Examples, 13

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King HENRY V. 27

Leſt by the fatal and neglected Engliſb,
Upon our Fields. 7

Dau. My moſt redoubted Father,
It is moſt meet we arm us gainſt the Foe :
For Peace it ſelf ſhould not fo dull a Kingdom, i
(Tho' War, nor no known Quarrel were in queſt.0 1)
But that Defences, Muſters, Preparations,
Should be maintain'd, aſſemhled and collected,
As were a War in ExpeRation. |
Therefore, I ſay, tis meet we all go forth,
To view the ſizk and feeble parts of France:
And let us do it with no ſhew ot Fear;
No, with no more than if we heard that England
Were buſied with a Whitſon Morris- dance:
For, my good Liege, ſhe is lo idly King'd, ,
Her Scepter lo fantaſtically born,
By a vain, giddy, ſhallow, humorous Youth,
That Fear attends her not.

Com. O Peace, Prinze Dauphin;
You are too much miſtaken in this Ring”
Queſtion your Grace the late Ambaſſadors,
With what great State he heard their Kmbaſſie,
How well ſapply'd with Noble Counſelors, |
How modeſt inexception, and, withal, 1
How terrible in conſtant Reſolution : ;
And you ſhall find his Vamities fore-ſpent
Were but the out- ſide of the Roman Brutus,
Covering Diſcretion with a Coat of Folly ;
As Gardeners do with Ordure hide thoſe Roots
That ſhall firſt ſpring, and be moſt delicate.

Dau. Well, tis not lo, my Lord High- Con babe.
But tho we think it ſo, it is no matter:
In cauſes of Defence, tis beſt to weigh
The Enemy more mighty than he ſ:ems,
So the Proportions ot Defence are fl'd ;
Which of a weak and niggardly Projection,
Doth, like a Miſer, ſpoil his Coat with ſcanting
A little Cloath.

Fr, King. Think we King Harry ſtrong ;
And Princes, look, you a arm to meet him,

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The Kindred of him hath been fleſh'd upon us:
And he is bred cut of that bloody ſtrain,
That haunted us in cur familiar Paths;
Witneſs our too much memorable Shame,
When Geh Battel fatally was ſtruck,
And all «ur Princes captiv'd by the Hand
Ot that black Name, Edward, black Prince of Fales :
W hile that his Mountain Sire, on Mountain ſtanding,
Upin the Air, crown'd with the Golden Sun,
Saw his Heroick Seed, and {mil'd to ſee him
Margle the Work of Nature, and deface
. The Patterns that by God and by French Fathers
Had twenty Years been made. This is a Stem
Of that viRorious Stock; and let us fear
The native mięhtineſs and fate of him,

Enter a Meſſenger.

Meſſ. Ambaſſadors from Harry King of England?
Do crave admittance to ſou Majeſty, = |

Fr. King. We'll give them preient Audience.

Go, and bring them.
You ſee this Chaſe is hotly follow'd, Friends.

Dau. Turn Head, and ſtop purſuit; for Coward Dogs
Moſt ſpend theirMouths,when what they ſeem to threaten
Runs far before them. Good my Sovereign,

Take up the Engliſh ſhort, and let them know
Of what a Monarchy you are the Head: |
| Self love, my Liege, is not ſo vile a Sin,
As ſelf- neglecting.

Enter Exeter.

Fr. King. From our Brother of England.

Exe. From him, and thus he greets your Majeſty :
He wills you in the Name of Gad Almighty,

J hat you diveſt your ſelf, and lay apart

The borrowed Glories, that, by gift of Heayen,
By Law of Nature, and of Nations, longs

1o him and to his Heirs ; namely, the Crown,
Ard all wide ſtretched Honours that pertain,

By Cuſtom and the Ordinance of Times,

Unto the Crown of France. That you may know
Is no finiſter, nor no awkward Claim,

Pick d

King HENRY V.
pick d from the M orm- holes of long-vaniſh'd days,
Nor from the duſt of Old Oblivion rak' d,
He ſends you this moſt memorable Line,

In every Branch truly demonſtrative,
Willing you over-look his Pedigree ;
And when you find him evenly deriy'd
From his. moſt fam'd df famous Anceſtors,
Edward the Third; he bids you then reſigu
Your Crown and Kingdom indire&ly held
Frum him, the native and true Challenger.
Fr. King. Or elſe what follows?

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Exe. Blood A roy 4 for if you hide the Crown

Even in your Hearts, there will he rake for it,
And therefore in fierce Tempeſt is he coming,

In Thunder and in Earthquake, like a e:
That it requiring fail, he will compel].

He bids you, in the Bowels of the Lord,

Deliver up the Crown, and to take Mercy

On the pocr Souls for whom this hungry War
Opens his vaſty Jaws: and on your Hcad 4
Turning the Widews Tears, hs Orphans Cries,

The dead Mens Blood, the privy Maidens Groans,

For Husbands, Fathers, and betrothed Lovers,
That ſhall be (wallowed in this Controverſie.

This is his Claim, his Threatning, and my Meſſage ;

Unleſs the Dauphin be in preſence here,
To whom expreſly I bring Greeting too. |
Fr, King. For us we will conſider of this further:
To morrow ſhall you bear this full intent
Back to our Brother of England.
Dau. For the Dauphin, |
Iſtand here for him; what to him from England?

A *

Exe. Scorn and Defiance, flight Regard, Contempt, |

And any thing that may not mil-become

The mighty Sender, doth he prize you at.

Thus fays my King; and if your father's Highneſs
Do not in grant ot all Demands at large,

dweeten the bitter Mock you ſent bis Majeſty ;

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30 The LIFE off

He'll call you to ſo hot an anſwer of it,
That Caves and womby V aultages of France
Shall chide your Treſpals, and return your Mock
In ſecond Accent of his Ordinance.
Dau. Say, it my Father tender fair return,
It is againſt my will; for I deſire |
Nothing but Odds with England; to that end,
As matching to his Youth and Vanity,
I did preſert him with the Paris Balls.
Exe. He'll make your Paris Lewver ſhake for it,
Were itthe Miſtreſs Court of mighty Europe:
And be aſſur'd you'll find a difference, |
As we, his Subjects, have in wonder found,
Between the Promiſe of his greener days
And theſe he Maſters now ; now he weighs Time
Even to the utmoſt Grain, that you ſhall read
In your own Loſſes, if he ſtay in France.
47. King. To morrow you ſhall know our m_ at a”
Flcuri »
Exe, Diſpatch us with all ſpeed, leſt that our King
Come here himlelt to queſtion our delay,
For he is footed in this Land already. (tions,
Fr. King. You ſhall be ſoon. diſpatch'd with fair Condi-
A Night is but ſmall breath, and little paule
To antwer matters of this Conſequence, [ Exeunt,

Cofo boo bobobo Le bode LO Lo Lo Lo Do Lobo Do bo bobct

ACT H. SCENE I.

Enter Chorus. 6
HUS. with imagin'd Wing our ſwiſt Scene flies,

ln motion of leſs Celerity, |
1 han that of Thought, Suppoſe that you have ſeer
The well appointed King at Dover Peer,
Embark his Royalty; and his brave Fleet,
With ſilken Streamers, the young Phebus fanning ;
Play your Fancies; and in them be hold.
Upon the Hempen Tackle, Ship Boys climbing z
Hear the ſhrill Whiſtle, which doth Order give

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King Henry V. 31

To ſounds contus d; behold the threaden Saile,

Born with th inviſible and creeping Wind,

Draw the huge hottoms thro the furrow'd Sea,

Breaſting the lofty Surge. O, do but think

You ſtapd upon the Rivage, and behold

A City on th'inconſtant Billows dancing ;

For ſo appears this Fleet Majeſtical,

Holding due courle to Harfleur. Follow, follow.

Grapple your Minds to ſternage of this Nayy.

And leave your England as dead Midnight, till,

Guarded with Grandfires, Babies and old Women,

Either paſt, or not arriv'd to pith and puiſſance: |

For who is he, whoſe Chin is but enrich'd

With one appearing Hair, that will not follow

Thelecult'd and choice drawn Cavaliers to France?

Work, work your Thoughts, and therein fee a Sicge:

Behold the Ordnance on their Carriages,

With fatal Mouths gaping on girded Harfeur.

Suppoſe th* Ambaſlador from the French comes back,

Tells Harry, that the King doth offer him

K herine his Daughter, and with her to Dowry

Some petty and unprofitable Dukedoms.

The Offer likes nat; and the nimble Gunner

With Lynſtock now the Deviliſh Cannon touches.
[Alarm, and Chambers go eff.

And down goes all before him. Still be kind,
And each out our performance with your Mind. Exit.

Enter King Henry, Exeter, Bedtord, and Glouceſter with
acaling- Ladders as before Harfleur.

K. Henry. Once more unto the Breach, .

Dear Friends, once more;

Or cloſe the Wall up with our Exg liſb dead:

ln Peace there's nothing ſo becomes a Man

As modeſt ſtillneſs and humility:

But when the blaſt of War blows in our Ears,

Then imitate the Actions of the T yger ;

Stiffen the Sinews, ſummon up the Blood,

Dilguiſe fair Nature with hard-tavour'd Rage

Then lend the Eye a terrible aſpect ;

Let it pry through the Portage of the Head, i
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32 The LIFE of

Like the Braſs Cannon, let the Brow o'erwhelm it,
As fearfully as doth a galled Rock
O'er-bang and jutty bis confounded Baſe,
Swil'd with the wild and waſteful Ocean.
Now ſet the Teeth, and ſtretch the Noſtril wide,
Hold hard the Breath, and bend up every Spirit
To his ful] height. On you nobleſt Ene ,
Whole Blood is fet from Fathers of War-Proof;
Fathers, that like ſo many Alexanders,
Have in theſe Parts from Morn till Even fought,
And ſheath'd their Swords for lack of Argument;
Diſhonour not your Mothers; now atteſt,
That thoſe whom you call'd Fathers did beget you.
Be Copy now to Men of groſſer Blood,
And teach them how to War; and you good Yeomen,
W hoſe Limbs were made in England, ſhew us here
The mettle of your Paſture: Let us ſwear,
That you are worth your Breeding, which I doubt net;
For there is none of you ſo mean and baſe,
That hath not noble luſtre in your Eyes.
J fee you ſtand like Greyhounds in the ſlips,
Straining upon the Start. The Game's a-foot ,
Follow your Spirit ; and upon this Charge,
Cry, God, tor Harry, England, and St. George.
U Alarm and Chambers goof, 0
Enter Nim, Bardelph, Piſtol, and — 0
Bard, On, on, on, on, on, to the Breach, to the Breach,
Nim. Pray thee, Corporal, ftay, the Knocks are too
hot: and for mine own part, 1 have not a Caſe of Lives;
the humour of it is too hot, that is the very plain Song ofit.
Pi,. The plain Song is moſt juſt; for humours do #
bound: Knocks go and come : God's Vaſfals drop and
die; and Sword and Shield, in bloody Field, doth wi
immortal Fame, a
Bey. Wou'd I were in an Ale: houſe in Lenden, I would
give all my Fame for a Pot of Ale, and Safety.
Piſt. And I; if wiſhes would prevail with me, my pur
poſe ſhould not fail with me; but thither would I hye,
Bey. As duly, but not as truly, as Bird doth ſing on
hough, 5 1 4 N : * >. w & 8 Ba ar

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Enter Fluellen.
Flu. Up to the Breach you Dogs; avant, you Cullions.
if. Be merciful, great Duke, to Men of Mould, abate
thy Rage, abate thy manly Rage ; abate thy Rage, preat
Nuke, Good Bawcock, bate thy Rage, uſe lenity, tweet

Chuck. |
im, Theſe be good humours; your Honour wins bad
bumourss 333 | [ Exeaunt.

By. As young as I am, I have obſery'd thele three
Swaſhers. Lam boy to them all three, but all they three,
thouzh they would ſerve me, could not be Man to me;
for indeed three ſuch Antiques do not amount to a Man;
for Bardelph, he is white-liver'd, and red-fac'd ; by the
means whereof, a faces it out, but hghts not; for P;/tc] ; he
hath a killing Tongue, and a quiet Sword; by the means
whereof, a breaks Words, and keeps whole Weapons;
for Nom, he hath heard, that Men of few Words are the
beſt Men, and therefore he ſcorns to ſay his Prayers, leſt a
ſhould be thought a Coward ; but his few bad Words are
matcht with a tew good Deeds; for a.never broke any
Man's head but his own, and that was againſt a Poſt, when
be was drunk. They will ſteal wy Oey, ard call it Pur-
chaſe, Bard-!p5 ſtole a Lute Caſe, boreit twelve Leagues,
and ſold it tor three half pence. Nim and Ba: dilph ate
worn Brothers in filching; and in Calice they ſtole a fire-
ſhoyel. I knew, by that piece of Service, the Men would
carry Coals, They would have me as familiar with Men's
pockets as their Gloves and their. Hankerchers; which makes
much againſt my Manhood, if 1 would take from ano»
ther's Pocket, to put into mine; for it is plainipocketting up

of Wrongs. I mult leave them, and ſeek fame better ſer-

rice; their Villany goes againſt my weak Stomach, and
therefore I, muſt calt it up. | [Exit By.
| Enter Gower. | |
Gower. Captain Fluellen, you muſt come preſently to the
Mines; the Duke of Gleaceſter would ſpeak with you,
Flu, To the Mines? Tell you the Duke, it is net io good
to come to the Mines; for look youu, the Mines are not
according to the Diſciplines of the War; the Cocavitesot
iris not tuſhcient 3 for look you, tl'athyerlary, you may
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34 The LIFE of ©

diſcus unto the Duke, look you, is digt bimſelf four
yards under the Countermines i by Cheſhu, I think a wil
plow up all, if there is not better dire cktons |

Gower, The Duke of Glouceſter, to whom the Order of
the Siege is given, is altogether directed by an Jriſh man,
a very valiant Gentleman, I'faith.

Flu. It is Captain Mackmorrice, is it not?
Gower, I think it be.

Flu. By Cheſou he isan Aſs, as is in the World, I wil

veriſie as much, in his Beard; he has rio more direction;
in the true diſciplines of the Wars, look yon, of the R-
man diſciplines, than is a Puppy-dog.
Enter Mackmorriee and Captain Jamy.
SGower. Here a comes, and the Scots Captain, Captain
Flu, Captain Jan is a marvellous valorous Gentleman,
that is certain, and of great expedition and knowledge in
the auncient Wars, upon my paricular knowledge of his
directions; by Cheſhu he will maintain his Argument as
well as any Military Man in the World, in the Piſciplines
of the priſtine Wars of the Romans. is
Jamy. I ſay gudday, Captain Huelen.
Flu. Godden to your Worſhip, good Captain James.
. Gower, How now, Captain Mackmcrrice, have you quit
the Mines? have the Pioneers given o'er ? :
Mack. By Chriſh, Law, tifh ill dore; the Work iſh give
over, the Trumpet ſound the Retreat, By my hand |
ſwear, and by my Father's Soul, the Work ith ill dore zu
th give over; I would have blowed up the Town,
Chriſh fave me, law in an hour. Otiſh ill done, tiſn il
done; by my Hand tiſh ill done. |
Flu. Captain Mackmertice, 'T beſeech you now, wil
you vouchſafe me, look you, a few diſputations with ven,
as partly touching or concerning the dilciplines of the Wir,
the Roman Wars, in the way n look you, and
friendly communication; partly to ſatisfy my Opinion, ar
artly for the Satisfaction, look you, of my mind, as touch:
ing the direction of the Military Diſcipline, that is the
Point. |
Jan).

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Kim Henry V. |
zum. It ſall be very gud, gud feith, gud Captens bath,

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= fy fall quit you with gud leve, as I may pick occaſion z
- that ſall I marry. ; Ahr:
wil Mack. It is no time to diſcourſe, ſo'/Chriſh ſave me: The
Day is hot, and the Weather, and the Wars, aud the King,
r of nd the Duke; it is not time to diſcourſe, the Town is be-
* ſeech d; and the Trumpet calls us to the Breach, and we
talk, and by Chriſh do nothing, tis ſhame for us all; loGcd
ſa me 'tis ſhame to ſtand till, it is ſhame by my hand; and
; there is Throats to be cut, and Works to be done, and
Fil there iſh nothing done, ſo Chrifh ſa' me law. |
— [amy. By the Mes, ere theiſe eyes of mine take them-
Rr ſelves to ſlomber, ayle de gud ſervice, or Ile ligge i'th'
ground for it; ay, or go to death ? and Ile pay't as valo-
1 rouſly as I may, that ſal 1 ſurely do, the breff and the long;
b. marry, Iwad full fain heard ſome queſtion'tween you tway.
Flu. Captain Mackmorrice, I think, look you, under
pour correction, there is not many of your Nation.
hi Mack, Of my Nation ? what iſh my Nation ? Iſha Vil-
- lain, and a Baſtard, and a K nave, and aRaſcal2 What iſh
85 my Nation ? Who talks of my Nation? |
* Flu. look you if you take the matter otherwiſe than is
meant, Captain Mackmorrice, perad venture I ſhall think
you do not uſe me, with that affability, as in dilcretion
N you ought to ule me, look you, being as good a Man as

your ſeſt both in the diſciplines of Wars, and in the deri-

vation of my birth, and in other particularities, 5
Mack, | do not know ybu ſo good a Man as my felt,

ſo Chriſh ſave me, I will cut off your head. |
Gower, Gentlemen both, you will miſtake each other,
Jamy. A, that's a foul fault. | A Parley ſounded.
Gcwer, The Town ſounds a Parley,

Fla. Captain Ala kmerrice, when there is more better
opportunity to be requir'd, look you, I will be ſo hold as
to tell you, I know the Dilciplines of War, and there is an
end, | Exeunt.
Enter King Henry, and his Train beſore th? Gates,

K. Henry. How yet reſolves the Governor of the Town?
This is the lateſt Parley we will admit:

Therefore to our beſt mercy give your (elves,

Or like to Men proud of deſtruction,

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36 De LIFE f

Defie us to our worſt; for as I am a Soldier
A Name that in my thoughts becomes me beſt;
If I begin thè Batt ry once again, i 1
F will not leave the half-atchieved Harfleur

*Till in her Aſhes ſhe lie buried.

The Gates of Mercy ſhall be all ſhut up, |
And the fleſh'd Soldier, rough and hard of Heart,
In Liberty of bloody hand, ſhall range

With Conſeie nce wide as Hell, mowing like Graſs
Vour freſſi fair Virgins, and your flowring Infants.
What is it then to me, if impious War, er
Arrayed in flames like to the Prince of Fiends,
Do with his ſmireht Complexion all fell Feats,
Enlinckt to waſte and deſolation?

What is't to me, when you your ſelves are cauſe,
If your pure Maidens fall into the Hand

Of hot and forcing Violation?

What Rein can hold licentious Wickedneſs,
When down the Hill he holds his fterce Career;
We may as bootleſs ſpend our vain Command
Upon th'enraged Soldiers in their Spoil,

"As ſends Precepts to the Leviathan | f
To come a-ſh:ar. Therefore, you Men of Harfleur,
Take pity of your Town and of your people,
W hiles yet my Soldiers are in my Command,

W hiles yet the cool and temperate Wind of Grace
O'er blows the filthy and contagious Clouds

Of heady Murther, Spoil and Villany.

If not; why in a Moment look to ſee

I be blind and bloody Soldier, with foul hand
Defile the Locks of your ſhri!l-ſhrizking Daughters;
Your Fatbheis taken by the ſilver Beards,

And their moſt reverend Heads daſht to the Walls:
© Your naked Infants ſpitted upon Pikes,
While the mad Mothers, with their how!s confus'd,

Do break the Clouds; as did the Wives of Jewry,

At Hercd's blood y- hunting ſlaughter- men.

M hat ſay you? Will you yield, and this avoid?

Or guilty in defence be thus deſtroy d?
Enter Governcur.

Gev. Our expectation hath this Day an end:

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King HENRY V. | 37

The Dauphin, of whom Succours we entreated, |
Returns us, that his Powers are yet not 'ready,
To raile ſo great a Siege. Therefore, great King,
We yield our Town and Lives to thy ſoft Merey:
Enter our Gate, diſpole oſ us and ours,
For we no longer are defenſible, 1

k. Henry. Open your Gates: Come Uncle Exeter,
Go you and enter Harflewr, there remain, |
And fortify it trongly againſt the French :
Uſe Mercy to them all r us, dear uncle.
The Winter coming on, and Sickneſs growing
Upon our Soldiers, we retire to Calais. |
To Nightin Harfleur we will be your Gueſt,
To Morrew for the March we are addreſt.

| [ Flouriſh, and enter the Town

Enter Katherine and an old Gentlewoman.

Kath. Alice, tu as eſte en Angleterre, © tu parldis bien
le Language. | :

Alice, Un peu, Madame. -

Kath. Je te prie de m' enſcigner, il fant que j apprenne a
taller. Comment appelle vous la main en Angliis ?

Alice. La main, il eſt appelle, de Hand.

Kath. De Hand. |

Alice, Et le dent. A

Kath. Le dit, me ſoy je oublie de doyt,mais je me ſ0truie

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da le dit, je penſe qu ils ont appelle des fingres,ouy de fingres« |

Alice. La main, de Hand, le deyt, le Fingres. Je penſe
que je ſuis, Ie bon eſcolier,

Kath, F ay gaigne deu mots d Anglois viſtement, com-
ment appelle vous Jes ongles ? .

Alice. Les ong les, les appellins de Nayles.

Kath. De Nayles eſcoute : dites mcy, ſi je parle bien: de
Hand, de I ingres, de Nayles.

Alice. Cel bien dit Madame, il eſt ſort bon Ang lois.

Kath. Dites mcy en Anglois le bras.

Alice. De Arme, Madame. |

Kath. Et le Cloade.

Alice, D* Elbow, |
Kath. D' Elbow : Je men ſaitz lay repitition d tous les
wits que YOUS 17 avid apprints des a preſent, |

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Alice. II eft trop difficile Madame, comme je ;
Kath. Extuſe my Alice, eſcoute, 4 Hand, Ting,
de Nayles, 4 Arme, de Bilbow.
Alith. B' Elbow, Madame.
Kath. O Signeur Dieu, je Wen cublie dq Elbow, an
ment apelle vous Ie col?
Alice. De Neck, Madame.
Kath. De Neck,
Alice, De Chin. ;
Kath. De Sin, le col, de Neck: Te manten, dle Sin,
Alice. Oay. Sauf veftre honneur en verite vous prenen ii
les mots auſſi droift, que le Natifs q Angleterre.
Kath. Je ne doute point d apprend e par le grace de Dia
& en peu de temps.
P Alice. Na ver vous pas defia oublie ce que je vous aj er
eigne? '
ath. Non, je reciteray a vous prompte ment d' Hand, d
Fingre, de Nayles Madame. i
lice. De Nayles, Madame.
Kath. De Nayles, do Arme, de Ilbow.
Alice. Sau wy honneur dq Elbow.
Kath. Aznſi dis je DElbow, de Neck, de Sin: comment
appelle vous les pieds © de robe.
Alice. Le. Foot Madame, and le C unt. |
Kath. Le Pot, aud Ie Count : O Signieur Dieu! ce ſunt
des mots matvals, corruptible © impu dique, Q non prur lt
Damnes Henneur d ufer: Je ne Veudrels pronencer ces mil
devant les Seigneur de France, pear teut le mende! Il faul
Fot © le Count,” neant moins. Je reciteray un autreſcis v
lecon enſemble, de Hand, de Fingre, de Nayles, d Arm
A'Elbow, d' Neck, de Sin, de Fort, de Crust.
Alice. Extellent, Maddie.
Kath. C'eſt afſex pour une cis: allens ncus en diſuer. Exe
Enter the King of France, th? Dauphin, Duke Brital
the Conſtable of France, and cthers.
Tr. K. Tis certain he hath pats'd the River Scme.
Cen. And if he be not fought withal, My Lord,,
Let us not live in France; let us quit all,
And give our Vineyards to a Abreu People.
Dau. O dieu vivant! ſhall a fer Sprays of us,

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King HENRY V. 9

The empty ing of our Father's Luxury, ,
Our Syens, put in Wild and Savage Stock,
Spirt up ſo ſuddenly into the Clouds,
And over- look their Grafters ?

Brit, Normans, but Baſtard Normans, Nerman Baſtards.
Mat de ma vie, if thus they march along
Unfought withal, but I will ſell my Dukedom,
To buy a ſlobhry and a dirty Farm ,
In that Hook-ſhotten Iſle of Albion,

an. Dieu de Battailles! Where have they this Mettle ?
Is not their climate foggy, raw, and dull? |
On whom, as in deſpight, the Sun looks pale,
Killing their Fruit with Frowns ? Can ſodden Water,
ADrench for ſur-reyn'd Jades, their Barley-Broth,
Dococt their cold Blood, to ſuch valiant Heat ?
And ſhall our quick Blood ſpirited with Wine,
Seem froſty ? Oh! for the honour of our Land,
Let us not hang like roping Iſicles |
Upon our Houſes Thatch, whiles a more froſty People
Sweat Drops of gallant Youth in our rich Fields:
Poor we way call them, intheir native Lords.

Dau. By Faith and Honour, |
Our Madams mock at us, and plainly ſay,
Our Mettle is bred out, andithey will give
Their Bodies to the Luſt of Engliſh Youth,
To New-itore France with Baſtard Warriors.

Brit, They bid us to the Enz2l;ſh Dancing Schools,
And teach Lavalta's high, and ſwift Curranto s,
Saying our Grace is only in our Heels,
And that we are moſt lofty Run-aways,

Fr. King, Where is Mentjoy, the Herald? ſpeed him hence

Let him greet England with our ſharp Defiance.

Up Princes, ) and with Spirit of Honour edg'd,
More ſharper than your Swords, hie to the Field:
Charles Delabreth, High Conſtable of France ;
You Duke of Orleans, Bourbon, and of Berry,
Manſon, Brabant, Bar, and Burgundy,
Jaques Chatillion, Rambures, Vaude mont,
Beaumunt, Grandpree, Rouſſie, and Faulconbridge,
Ion, Leſtrale, Beuciquall, and Charalcys, _ :
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40 The LIFE of

High Dukes, great Princeſs, Barons, Lords, and Kings
For your great Seats, now quit yau of great ſhames;
Bar Harry England, that ſweeps through our Land
With Penons painted in the Blood of Harfleur :
Ruſh on his Hoſt, as doth the melted Snow
Upon the Vallies, whoſe low Vaiſal Seat
The Alps doth ſpit, and veid his Rheum upon,
Go down upon him, you have power enough,
And in a Captive Chariot, into Roan
Bring him our priſoner,
- Con, This becomes the Great.
Sorry ami his Numbers are ſo fery,
His Soldiers ſick, and famiſht in their March:
For I am ſure, when he ſhall ſee our Army,
He'll drop his Heart into the fink of Fear,
And for Atchievement, offer us his Ranſom.

F. King. Thereiore Lord Conſtable, haſte on Mountjcy,
And let him ſay to England, that we lend,

To know what willing Ranſom he will give,
Prince Dauphin, you thal: ſtay with us in Ran.

Dau. Not fo, IF do beſeech your Majeſty.

Fr, King. Be patient, for you ſhall remain with us.
Now forth Lord Ccnſtable and Princes all;

And quickly bring us Word of Englands Fall. [ Exzunt,
Enter Gower and Fluellen. (Bridge?

Gow. How now, Captain Fluellen, come you from the

Flu. I aſſure you, there is very excellent Services com-
mitted at the Bridge.

Gow. Is the Duke of Fxeter ſafe ?

Flu. The Duke of Exeter is as magnanimaus as Agamen
non, and a Man that I love and honour with my ſoulʒ and mj
Heart, and my Duty, and my Lite, and my Living, and m
uttermoſt power. He is not, God be praiſed and bleſſed,
any hurt in the World but keeps the bridge moſt valianth,
with excellent Diſcipline. There is an ancient Lieutenant
there at the Bridge, I think in my very Conſcience he is as
valiant a Man as Mark Authony, and he is a Man of no Eſt
mation in the World, but I did ſee him do as gallant ſervice

Gow, What do you call him ?

Fu. He is call d ancient Pet},

Gov.

King Henry V. 41

Gow, I know him not. L |

Flu. Here is the Man. | 4

Pift, Captain, I thee heſeech to do me favours: The
Duke of Exeter doth love thee well.

Hu. I I praiſe God and I have merited ſome loye at
his han 8. 1

Pif. Bar dolph, a ſoldier firm and found of Heart, and
of buxom Valour, hath by cruel Fate, and giddy Fortune's
furious fickle Wheel, that Goddeſs blind, that ſtands upon
the rolling reſtleſs Stone |

Fla, By your patience, ancient Piſto!: Fortune is painted
blind, with a Muffler before her Eyes, to ſignifie to you,
that fortune is blind ; and ſhe is painted allo with a Wheel,
to ſignifie to you, which is the Moral of it, that ſhe is
turning and inconſtant, and mutability, and variation; and
ber Foot, look you, is fixed upon a ſpherical Stone, which
rowles, and rowles, and rowles ; in good Truth, the Poet
makes a moſt excellent Deſcription of it: Fortune is an
excellent Moral. | |

Piſl. Fortune is Bardolph's Foe, and-frowns on him; for
he hath ſtolen a Pax, and banged muſt a be ; damned Death;
let Gallows gape for Dog, let man go free, and let not
Hemp his Wind pipe fuffocate ; but Exeter hath giventhe
Noom of Death for Pax of little Price, Therefore 89
ſpeak, tha Duke will hear thy voice; and let not Bar delpb's
vital Thread be cut with edge of Penny-Cord, and vile re-
proach, Speak Captain for his Life,and I will thee requ'te,
| Fla, Ancient Pi/t:}, I do partly underftand your Mean-
I ,

Ti. Why therfrejoyce therefore. 0 85

Flu, Certainly Ancient, it is not a thing to rejoice at;
forif, look you, he were my Brother, I would defire the
Duke to uſe his good Pleaſure, and put him to Execution ;
'or Dilcipline ought to be uſed. | a

id. Die, and be damn d, and Figo for thy Friendſhip.

Hu It is well. | .

P:7, The Fig of Spain. 1 . [ Exit Piſt.

Hu. Very good. | % © 75.4
a M79 Gow.

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Pridge as you ſhall ſee in · a Summer's Day but it is very

vou, when time is ſerve;

42 Te LIFE if

Gow. Why this is an arrant counterfeit Raſcal, I u.
member him now; a Bawd, a Cut-purſe.
Flu. I'll aſſure you, a utt'red as prave Words at the

well; what he has ſpoke to me, that is well, 4 warrat

Gow, Why 'tisa Gull, a Fool, a Rogue, that now and

then goesto the Wars, to grace himſelf at his return int -
Lenden, under the form of a Soldier; and ſuch Fellows a M..;
perfect in the great Commanders Names, and they vi.

learn you by wiote where Services were done; at ſuch ard
ſueh a Sconce, at ſueh a Breach, at ſuch a Convoy; who
came off bravely, who was ſhot, who difgrac'd, what terms A
the Enemy ſtoed on; and this they con perfeRly inthe
Phraſe of War, which they trick up with new-tuned Oaths; Mett
and what a Beard of the Generals Cut, and a horrid Suit WW
the Camp, will do among foaming Bottles, and ale-wali'd WM x
Wits, is wonderful to be thought on; but you mult lean Wh N
to know ſuch Slanders of the Age, or elſe you may be
marvelouſly miſtook.
Flu. 1 tell. you what, Captain Geer; I do perceive he.
is not the — that he would gladly make ſhew to the os.
World he is; if I find a hole in his Coat, I will tell bin hes
my mind; hear you, the King is coming, and Imult hi.
ſpeak with him from the Pridge. |
Dram and Colours. Enter the King and his poor Soldiers. Wh;
Flu. God plels your Majeſty. oe
EK. Hen. How now Fluellen cam'ſt thou from the bridę e
Hu. I, ſo pleaſe your Majeſty : the Duke of Exeter bail...
very gal antly maintain'd the Pridge ; the French is gon...
off, look you, and there is gallant and moſt prave Paſlages;
marry, th' athverſary was have Poſſeſſion of the Pridgy
but he is inforced to retire, and the Muke of Exeter Mes
Maſter of the-Pridge : I can tell your Majeſty, the Duron

isa prave Man,

K. Henry. What Men have you loſt, Fluellen ? 1
Flu. The Per dition of th athverſary hath been very greg, )
renſonable great; marry for my part, I think the Dull ;
hath loſt never a Man, but one that is like to be executed 0

robbing a Church, one Bardolph, if your Majeity wa

King HENRY V. 42

te Man: His Face is all Bubukles, and Whelks, and Knobs
rd flames a Fire, and his lips blews at his Noſe, and it
:like a Coal of Fire, ſometimes plue, and ſometimes red,
ut his Noſe is executed, and his Fire's out. n

K. Henry. We would have all ſuch Offenders ſo cut off,
nd we give expreſs charge, that in our Marches 7
e country, there be nothing compell'd from the JVilla-
e; nothing taken but paid for; none of the French up-
raided or abuſed in diſdainful Language; for when Leni-
yahd Cruelty play for a Kingdom, the gentler Gameſter

*

5 the ſooneſt Winner.

Tucket: ſounds. Enter Mountjoy.
Mount, Y ou krow me by my Habit. |
K. Henry. Well then, I know thee ; what ſhall I -know
fthee ? | | |
Meant, My Maſter's Mind.
K. Henry. Untold it. n
Mount. Thus ſays my. King : Say thou to Harry of Eng-
land, though we ſeemed dead, we did but ſleep: Advan-
ze is a better ſoldier than Raſhneſs. Tell him, we could
ave rebuk d him at Harflewr, but that we thought not
zood to bruiſe an Injury, till it were full ripe. Now we
peak upon our Cue, and our Voice is imperial: Eugland
all repent his Folly, ſee his Weakneſs, and admire our
ufferance. Bid him therefore conſider of his Ranſom,
ich muſt proportion the Loſſes we have born, the Sub-
eds we have loſt, the Diſgrace we have digeſted; which in
reight to re · anſwer, his Pettineſs would bow under. For
ur Loſſes, his Exchequer is too poor for th' effuſion of
dur Blood, the Muſter of his Kingdom too faint a Num-
er; and for our Dilgrace, his own perſon kneeling at our
et, but a weak and worthleſs Satisfaction. To this add
Dehance, and tell him for "Concluſion, he hath bet ray d his
followers, whoſe Condemnation is pronounc' d. So far
King and Maſter, ſo much my Office.
K. Henry. What is thy name ? I know thy Quality.

cunt, Mguntjcy.

K. Henry. Thou doſt-thy Office fairly. Turn thee back,
ird tell thy King, I do not ſeek him now, _
utcould be willing to march on to Calais,

Without

44 The LIFE of
Without Tmpeachment ; for to ſay the ſootl,
Though tis no Wiſdom to confels ſo much,
Unto an Enemy of Craft and Vantage, | *
My People are with Sickreſs much enfeebled,
My Numbers lefſen'd ; and thoſe few I have,
Almoſt no better than fo many French; *
Who when they were in Health, I tell thee, Herald,
I thought, upon one pair of Engliſh Legs, |
Did march three Frenchmen, Yet forgive me, God,
That I do brag thus; this your Air of France
Hath blown that Vice in me; I mult repent.
Go therefore tell thy Maſter, here I am; |
4; Ranſom is this trail and worthleſs Trunk;
y Army but a weak and ſickly Guard :
Yet God before, tell him we. will come on,
Though France himſelf, and ſueh another Neighbour
Stand in our way. There's for thy Labour Ab unt jq;.
Go bid thy M aſter well adviſe himſelf,
If we may paſs, we will; if we be hindred,
We ſhall your tawny Ground with your red Blood
Diſcelour ; and fo Mcntjoy fare your well,
The ſum of all our Anſwer is but this
We would not ſeek a Battle, as we are; Pp
Nor as we are, we ſay, we will not thun it;
So tell your Maſter. Shy as erm
| Mount. I ſhall deliver ſo: Thanks to yourHighneſs.[Fxi
(lo. I hope they will not come upon us now.
EK. Henry. We are in God's hand, Brother, not in theirs;
March to the Bridge, it now draws toward Night,
Beyond the River we'll encamp our ſelyes,
And' on to morrow bid them march away, Treu
Enter the Conſtable of France, the Lord Rambures, Orleany
Dauphin, with :thers,
Cen. Tut, 1 have the beſt Armour of the World; would
it were day, © | 80 Fug
Orl. V ou have an excellent Armour; but let my Hori
. ien
En. It is the beſt Horſe of Euripe, |
Orl. Will it never be Morning? © 1

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King HENXRT V. "a
Dau. M Lord of Or leans, and my Lord High Conta

e, you talk of Herſe and Armour ? | |
rl. You are as well provided of both, as any Prince in
he World. 6 f |
Dau. What a long night is this? I will not change my
orſe with any that treads but on four ?aſterns ; ch ha; he.
ounds from the Earth, as it his Entrails were bairs;, Le
eval volant, the Pegaſus, qu'il a les nat ines de ſeu. When
beſtride him, I ſoar, I am a Hawk; he trots the Air;
e Earth ſings, when he touches it; the baſeſt horn of
is Hoof is more Muſical than the Pipe of Hermes,

0rl. He's of the Colour ofa Nutmeg. ;
Dau, And of the heat of the Ginger, It is a Beaſt
or Perſeus; he is pure Air and Fire; and the dull Ele-
nts of Earth and Water never appear in him, but only
patient ſtilneſs while his Rider amounts him; be is,
deed a Horſe, and all other , Jades you may call
alts, EB tt Tot LP
os Indeog my Lord: it is a moſt abſolute and excel-
pt Horſe. |

Dau. It is the Prince of Palfreys, his Neigh is like the
dding of a Monarch, and his Countenance enforces
lomage. b
Orl. No more, Couſin.

Dau. Nay, the Man hath no wit, that cannot from the
ing of the Lark to the Lodging of the Lamb, vary de-
ed praiſe on my Palfrey ; it is a Theme as fluent as the
a: Turn the Sands into eloquent Tongues, and my
orſe is argument for then all; tis a Subject for a Sove-
gato reaſon on, and for a Soveragn's Soyeraign to ride on;
d for the World, familiar to us, and unknown, to lay
art their particular Functions, and wonder at him. I
d writ a Sonnet in his praiſe and began thus, Wonder of
ature | ; | |

011. Thave heard a Sonnet begin ſo to ones Miſtreſs. -

Dau. L hen did they imitate Tae, which I compos'd to

y Courſer, for my Horſe is my Miſtreſs. 2

011, Your Miſtreſs bears well. A

Daz, Me well, which is the preſcript praiſe and per.

on of a good and particular Miſtreſs, = VR
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46 The LIFE of
Cn. Nay, for methought' Yeſterday your
ſhrewdly ſhook your Back. 5 * .
Dau. So perhaps did yours.
Con. Mine was not bridled. |
Dau. O then belike ſhe was old and gentle, and 30
rode like a Kerne of Ireland, your French Hoſe off, and i
your ſtrait Stroſſers. 0
Qn. You have good Judgment in Horſemanſhip,
Da. Be warn'd by me then; they that ride ſo, and ni
not warily, fall into foul Bogs; I had rather haye
Horſe to my Miſtreſs ©
- Con, I had as lieve have my Miſtreſs a Jade,
2 2 I tell thee Conſtable, my Miſtreſs wears his oy
ar, |
Con. I could make as true a Boaſt as that, If I hal
Sow to my Miſtreſs. _ | |
Dau. Le chieu eſt retourne a ſon propre vomiſſement, U
truie lavee au bourbier ; thou mak'ſt uſe of any thing.
Cn. Vet do I not uſe my Horſe for my Miſtrels, or an
ſuch Proverb, ſo little kin to the ꝑpurpoſee.
Ram. My Lord Conſtable, the Armour that I fayi
your Tent to Night, are thoſe Stars or Surs upon it? 2
Con, Stars, my Lord,
Dau. Some of them will fall to morrow, I hope.
Cn. And yet my Sky ſhall not want. F
Dau. That may be, for you bear a many ſuperfluoully

and *twere more honour {ome were away. 4
Cn. Ev'n as your Horſe bears your Praiſes, who wou
trot as well, were ſome of your brags diſmounted, *
Dau. Would I were able to load him with his dee ;;
Will it never be day? I will trot to morrow a Mile, an
my way ſhall be paved with Engliſh Faces. F,

Con, I will not ſay fo, for fear I ſhould be fac'd out
my way; but I would it were Morning, for I would is
be about the Ears of the Engliſh.

Ram, Who will go to Hazard with me for twer
Priſoners? N |

n. You muſt firſt go your ſelſ to Hazard, ere you
them.

Dau. *Tis Mid-night, III go arm my ſelf. *

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King HENRY V. 47.
ou. The Dauphin longs for Morning. 6
Ram. He longs to eat the liſh.
Com. I think he will eat all 1 Hl. ;
0rl. By the white hand ef my Lady, he's a gallant
Prince. |
Con. Swear by her Foot, that ſhe might tread out the
Oath.
rl. He is ſimply the moſt active Gentleman of Fronce. |
Cm, Doing is activity, and he will ſtill be doing,
rl. He never did harm, that I heard of. ;
n. Nor will do none to morrow; he will Ar that
good Name ſtill.
rl. I know him to be yaliant. |
Con, I was told that, by one that knows kim better than
ou.
Ori. What's he? |
Cen. Marry he told me ſs himſelf, and he ſaid he car d
rot who knew it.

011. He needs not, it is no hidden Virtue in him.
Con, By my Faith, Sir, but it is; never any body ſaw
it, but his Lacquey; tis a hooded valour, and when it

appears, it will abate.

0rl, Ill-will never faid well.

Cen, I will cap the Proverb with, There 7s Flattery in
Friend# ip.
ull Ag And I will take up that with, Give the Devil bis

Cn. Well plac'd ; there ſtands your Friend for the De-
vil; have at the yery Eye of that Proverb with, A Pox of

the Devil,
ori. You are the better at Proverbs, bY bow om a
Fools Bolt is ſocn ſbet. L

Cen. You have ſhot over.
97. Tis not the firſt time you were over-ſhot.
Enter a Meſſenger. :
e My Lord high Conſtable, the Engliſh b
within fifteen hundred Paces of your Tents, |
Cm, Who hath meaſur'd the Ground?
Me. The Lord Grandpree.

Con.

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Con. A valiant agd moſt expert Gentleman. Would i:
were day. Alas poor Harry of England; be longs not for
the Dawning, as we do. .

Orl, What a wretched and peeviſh Fellow is this King
of England, to mope with his fat-brain'd Follawers ſo far
out of his Knowledge. 1 oats

Cn. If the Engliſh had any Apprehenſion, they would
7 en 511 kr at's winiel |

Orl, That they lack; for if their Heads had any intelle-
&ual Armour, they could never wear ſuch heavy Head
pieces, . 2

Ram. That Iſland of England breeds very valiant Cree
tures; their Maſtiffs are of unmatchable Courage.

Orl. Fooliſh Curs, that run 1 into the Mouth oſ
a Reuſjan Bear, and have their Heads cruſh'd like rotten
Apples; you may as well lay, that's a valiant Flea, tha
dare eat his Breakfaſt on the Lip of a Lion.

Cen, Juſt, juſt; and the Men do ſympathize with the
Maſtiffs, in robuſtious and rough coming on, leaving their
Wits with their Wives; and then give them great Meals
of Beef, and Iron and Steel; they will eat like Wolves,
and fight like Devils.

Orl. Ay, but theſe Engliſh are fhrewdly out of Beef,

Con. Then we ſhall hnd to-morrow, they have only
Stomach to eat, and none to fight, Now is it time to arm;
came, ſhall we about it? : bog

Orl. It is not two a Clock; but let me ſee by ten
We ſhall have each a hundred Engliſhmen. - [ Excut,

Saanen
ACT IR SCHENEDL
| Enter Chorus. |
OW entertain Conjecture of a Time,
When creeping Murmur and the poring Dark

Filis the wide Veſſel of the Univerſe. | ;
From Camp to Camp, through the foul Womb of Night,

The Hum of either Army ſtilly ſounds, That

SS a9 itwoed woos. ou cuuA-@a..oa acc a OR

Nee

King HENRY V. 49
That the fixt Centinels almoſt receive |
The ſecret Whiſpers of each others Watch,

Fire anſwers Fite, and through their paly Flames
Each Battle ſees the others umber'd face.

Steed threatens Steed, in high and boaſtful Neighs
Piercing the Night's dull Ear; and from the Tents
The Armourers accompliſhing the Knights,

With buſy Hammers cloſing Rivets up,

Give dreadful Note of Preparation. |

The country Cocks do crow, the Clocks do towl,
And the third Hour of drowſy Morning nam'd,
Proud of their Numbers, and ſecure in Soul,

The confident and over-luity French,

Do the low-rated Engliſh play at Dice:

And chide the cripple- tardy- gated Night,

Who like a foul and ugly Witch do's limp

So tediouſly away. The poor eondemned Engliſh,

Like Sacrifhces, by their watchful Fires

Sit patiently, and inly ruminate

The Morning's Danger: and their Geſture ſad,

Inveſting lank-lean Cheeks, and War-worn Coats,

Preſented them unto the gazing Moon

So many horrid Ghoſts. O now who will behold

The royal Captain of this ruin'd Band _

Walking from Watch to Watch, from Tent to Tent,

Let him cry, Praiſe and Glory on his Head:

For forth he goes, and viſits all his Hoſt,

Bids them good morrow with a modeſt Smile,

And calls them Brothers, Friends, and Country-m:n.

Upen his Royal Face there is no Note,

How dread an Army hath enrounded him;

Nor doth he Dedicate one jot of Colour

Unto the weary and all watched: Night:

But freſhly looks, and qver- bears Attaint,

With chearful Semblance, and ſweet Majeſty :

That every Wretch, pining and pale betore,

Beholding him, plucks Comfort from his Looks,

A Largeis univerſal, like the Sun,

His liberal Eye doth give to every one,

Thawing cold Fear, that mean and gentle all |
C Behold,

DO The LIFE of ; 7
Behold, as may Unworthineſs define, jt
A little touch of Harry in the Night,
And ſo our Scene muſt to the Battle fl
Where, O for pity, we ſhall much diſgrace,
With four or fve moſt vile and ragged foils
(Right ill diupos'd, in brawl ridiculous)
The Name of Agincourt. Yet fit and Tee,
Minding true things, by what their Mock ries be. [Ext,
Enter King Henry, Bedford, and Glouceſter,

K. Henn. Glo er, tis true that we are in great danger,
The greater therefore ſhould onr Courage be.
Good morrow, Brother Bedford: God Almighty,
There is ſome Soul of Goodneſs in things Evil,
Would Men obſervingly diſtil it out.
For our bad Neighbour makes us early-Stirrers,
Which is both Healthful, and good Husbandry.
Beſides, they are our outward 'Conſciences,
And Preachers to us all; admoniſhing,
That we ſhould dreſs us fairly for our end.
Thus may we gather Honey from the Weed,
And make a Moral of the devil himſelf.

Enter Erpingham.

Good morrow, 'old Sir Thumas Erpingham-
A good ſoft Pillow for that good white Head
Were better, than a churliſh Turf of Fance.

Erping. Not ſo my Liege, this Lodging likes me bettet
Since;l may lay, now lye I like a King.

K. Henry. * Tis good for Men to love their preſent Pain,
Upon Example, ſo the ſpirit is eaſed :
And when the Mind isquickened, out of doubt
The Organs, though Defun& and Dead before,
Break up their drowſie Grave, and newly move
With caſted flough, and freſh celerity.
Lend me thy cloak, Sir Tbomas: Brothers both,
Commend me to the Princes in our Camp:
Do my good - morrow to them, and anon
Deſire all to my Pavillion.

Glo. We fhall, my Liege.

Erping. Shall I attend your Grace?

K. Henry, No, my good Knight:
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get,

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King HENRT V. 31

Go with my Brothers to my Lords of England:
and my Boſom muſt debate a while,
And then I would-no- other Cempany
Erping. The Lord in'Heay'n bleſs thee, _—— ?
Errunt.
K. Henry, God a Mercy, old Heart, thou ſpeak ſt chear-

fully,
Enter Piſtol.
Peſt. Qui va la? |
R. Henry. A Friend.
Piſt. Diſcuſs unto me, art thou Officer, or art thou baſe,
_— and popular ?
77. 122 I am a Gentleman of a Company.
rail'ſt thou the puiſſant Pike?
A . Even ſo: What are you?
Piſt. As goed a Gentleman as the Emperor.
K. Henry. Then you are a better than the Ki
Piſt. The King's a Bawcock; and a Heart of Gold, a
Lad of Life, an Imp dt Fame, of Parents good, of Filt
moſt valiant; I kils bis dirty Shooe, and from Heart-
ſtring I love the 27 9 Bully. What is thy Name: ?
K. Henry Harry le R
Piſt. Le Rey! a Corniſh 1 Name: Art thou of Corniſh Crew?
K. Henry, No, | am a Welchman,
Piſt. Know'ſt thou Fluellen?
K. Hepry. Yes,
Piſt. Tell him I' knock his Leck about his Pate upon
St. Davids Day.
Kk. Henry. Do not you wear your Dagger in your Cap
that Day, lt he knock that about yours.
Piſt. Art thou his Friend ?
K. Henry. And his Kinſman too.
Fig. T . — thee then.

K. Henry. nk you: Cod be with you.
Piſt. Logs is 222 calfd. [ Exit.
K. The: It forts well with your Eierceneſs.
Ire King Henry.
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Gow, Yes Huellen.

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Flu. So, in the Name of Jeſu Chriſt, ſpeak fewer: It i
the greateſt Admiration in the univerſal World, when the
true and auncient Prerogatites and Laws of the Wars is rot
kept : If you would take the Pains but to examine the War

. of Pompey the Great, you ſhall find, I warrant you, tha

there is no tiddle taddle, nor pibble babble in Pompey's
Camp: I warrant you, you ſhall find the Ceremonies of
the wars, and the Cares of it, and the Forms of it, and
the Sobriety of it, and the Modeſty of it, to be other.

_ wile,

Gew. Why, the Enemy is loud, you hear him {ll
Night, 1
Flu, If the Enemy is an Aſs, and a Fool, and a prating
Coxcomb, is it meet, think you, that we ſhould alſo, lock
you, be an Aſs, and a Fool, and a prating Coxcomb, in
your own Conſcience now?
' Gow, I will ſpeak lower.
u. I pray you, and beſeech you, that you me
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K. Henry. Tho it appear a little out of faſhion,
J here is much Care and Valour in this Welchmen.
Enter three Soldiers, John Bates, Alexander Court, and
Michael Williams.
Court. Brother John Bates, is not that the Morning,
which breaks yonder?
Bates. I think it be; but we have no great Cauſe to de-
fire the Approach of Day.
Williams. We ſee yonder the Beginning of the Day, but

I think we ſhall never ſee the End of it. Who goes

there?
K. Henry. A Friend,
Will, Under what Captain ſerve you ?
K. Henry. Under Sir bn Erping bam.
Will. A good old Commander, and a moſt kind Gentle-

man: I pray you, what thinks he of our Eſtate ?

K. Henry. Even as Men wrack'd upon a Sand, that look
to be waſh'd off the next Tide.

Bates, He hath not told his Thought to the King?

K. Henry. No; nor is it meet he ſhould: For though!

fpeakit to you, [ think the King is bur a Man, as1 am:

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The Violet ſmells to him, as it doth to me; the Element
news to him, as it doth to me; all his Senſes have but hu-
man Canditions, His Ceremonies laid by, in his Naked-
neſs he appears but a Man; and tho' his Affections are
higher mounted than ours, yet when they ſtoop they ſtoop
with the like Wing; therefore, when he ſees reaſon ot Fears,
25 we do, his Fears, out of doubt, be of the ſame reliſh as
ours are; yet, in reaſon, no Man ſhould poſſeis him with '
any appearance of Fear; leſt he, by ſhewing it, ſhould
dithearten his Army. | |

Bates, He may ſhew what outward Courage he will; but,
believe, as cold a Night as tis, he could wiſh himlelt in
the Thames up to the Neck, and ſo I would he were, and
by him, at all Adventures, ſo we were quit here.

K. Henry, By my troth, | will ſpeak my Conſcience of
the King; I think he would not wifh himſelf any where
but where he is. |

Bates. Then would he were here alone; ſa ſhould he be
ſure to be ranſomed, and a many poor Mens Lives iaved.

K. Henry. I dare ſav, you love him not ſo ill to wiſh
him here alone; howioever, you ſpeak this to feel other
Mens Minds, Methinks I could not die any where ſo con-
tented as in the King's Company; his Cauſe being juſt,
and his Quarrel honourable. 5

Will. That's more than we know.

Bates. Ay, or more than we ſhould ſeek after, for we
know enough, if we know we are the King's Subjects:
If kis Cauſe be wrong, our Obedience to the King wipes
the Crime of it out ot us.

Will. But it the Cauſe be not good, the King himſelf
bath a heavy Reckoning to make, when all thoſe Legs, and
Arms, and Heads chop'd off in a Battel, ſhall join together
at the latter day, and cry all, We dy dat ſuch a Place; ſome
Searing, ſome crying for a Surgeon; ſome upon their
Wives left poor behind them; ſome upon the Dehts they
owe; ſome upon their Children rawly left. I am afear d
there are few die well that die in Battel; for how can they
charitably diſpoſe of any thing when Blood is their Argu-
ment? Now, if theſe Men do not die well, it will be a
black matter for the King, that led them to it, whom to
diobey, were againſt all proportion of Subjection.

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K. Henry. So, if a Son, that by his Father ſent about
Merchangize, do ſinſully miſcarry upon the Sea, the im.
putation of his Wickedneſs, by your Rule, ſhould be im-
poſed upon his Father that ſent him; or if a Servant ur-
der his Maſter's Command, traniporting a ſum of Money,
be aflaiFd by Robbers, and die in many irreconcil'd Ini-
quities, you may call the buſineſs of the Maſter the Author
of the Servants Damnation; but thisis not ſo: The King
is not bound to anſwer the particular endings of his Soldiers,
the Father of his Son, nor the Maſter of his Servant, for they
purpoſe not their Death, when they purpoſe their Seryi-
ces. Beſides, there is no King, be his Cauſe never ſo
ſpotleſs, if it come to the Arbitrement of Swords, can
try it out with all unſpotted Soldiers: Some, peradventure,
have on them the gilt of premeditated and contrived Mur-
ther; ſome, of beguiling Virgins with the broken Seals of
Perjury ; ſome, making the Wars their bulwark, that
have before gored the gentle Boſom of Peace with Pillage
and Robbery. Now it theſe Men have defeated the Law,
and out-run Native Puni nt; though they can out-ſtrip
Men, they have no Wings to fly from God. War is his
Beadle, War is his Vengeance; ſo that here Men are
Puniſh'd, for before breach of the r s Laws, in now the
King's Quarrel; where they feared the Death, they have
born Life away, and where they would be ſafe they pe-
riſt. Then if they die unprovided, no more is the King
guilty of their Damnation, than he was before guilty of
thoſe Impieties, for the which they are now viſited. E-
very Subje&'s Duty is the King's, but every SubjeR's Soul
is his own, Therefore ſhould every Soldier in the Wars
do as every fick Man in his Bed, waſheyery Moth out
of his Conſcience : and dying ſo, Deatb is to him advar-
tage; of not dying, the time was bleffedly loſt, wherein
ſuch preparation was gained ; and in him that eſcapes it
were not din to think that making God ſo free an offer, he
let him out-live that day to lee his Greatneſs, and to teach
others how they ſhould prepare. ;
W:!, *Tis certain, every Manthat dies ill, the ill is up-
on his own Head, the King is not to anſwer for it.
Bates. I do not defire he ſhould anſwer for mo, and yet
I determine to fight luſtily for him.

K. Henry.

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King HENRY V. 55
x. Henry. L my ſelf heard the King ſay, he would not

ke ranſom' d.

Will. Ay, he ſaid ſo, to make us fight chearfully; bus
when our Throats are cut, he may be ranſom'd, and we
nz'er the wiſer.

2 Henry, II live to ſee it, I will never truſt his word
ater, (

ill. You pay him then; that's a perilous ſhot out of an
Elder-Gun, that a poor and private diſpleaſure can do a-

| pin 2 Monarch; you may as well go about to turn the

un to Ice, with fanning in his face with a Peacock's

Feather: Yow'll never truſt his Word after! Come, tis a

fooliſh Saying,
Kk. Henry. Your Reproof is ſomething too round, I
ſhould be angry with you, if the time were convenient,
Wil, Let it be a Quarrel between us, it you live.
K. Henry. I embrace it.
i. How ſhall I know thee again?

K. Henry, Give me any Gage ol thine, and I will wear it
in my Bonnet: Then if ever thou dar'ſt acknowledge it,
I will make it my Quarrel, :

Will. Here's my ez give me another of thine.

K. Henry. There. 2% |

Will. This will I alfo-wear in my Cap; if ever thou come
to me, and ſay, after to morrow, This is my Glove, my
this Hand Iwill give thee a Box on the Ear.

K. Henry, If ever I live to fee it I will challenge it.

ill. Thou dar'ſt as well be hang' d. *

K. Henry. Well, I will do it, tho' I take thee in the
King's Company. | |

Will, Keep thy: Word: Fare thee well.

Bates. Be Friends, you Engliſh Fools, be Friends; we
haye FrenchQuarrels enow, if you could tel] how to reckon

| | Exeunt Soldiers.

K. Henry. Indeed, the French may lay twenty French

Crowns to one, they will beat us, for they bear them on

their Shoulders; but it is no Engl-ſh Treaſon to cut French
Crowns, and to morrow the K ing himſelf will be a Clipper.
Upon the King! let us, our Lives, our Souls,
Our Debts, our careful} Wives, our Children, and

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Our Sins, lay on the King ; he muſt bear all.

O hard Condition, twin-born with Greatneſs,
Subject to the Breath of every Fool, whoſe Senſe
No more can feel, but his own wringing.

What infinite heart- eaſe muſt Kings neglect,

I hat private Men enjoy

And what have Kings that Privates have not too,
Save Ceremony, ſave general Ceremony?

And what art thou, thou Idol Ceremony?

What kind of God art thou ? that ſuffer'ſt more
Of mortal Griefs than do thy Worſhippers.

What are thy Rents? What are thy Comings in?
O Ceremony, ſhew me but thy worth :

What! is thy Soul of Adoration ?

Art thou ought elſe but Place, Degree, and Form,
Creating awe and fear in other Men ?

Wherein thou art leſs happy, being fear'd,

Than they in fearing,

What drink'ſt thou oft,. inſtead of Homage ſweet,
But poyſon'd Flattery ? O be ſick, great Greatneſs,
And bid thy Ceremony give thee cure.
Thirk ſt thou the fiery Feaver will go out

With Titles blown from Adulation? x

Will it give Place to flexure and low bending ?
Can'ſt thou, when thou command'it the beggars knee;
Command the Health of it ? No, thou proud Dream,
Thcu p'ay'ſt ſo ſubtilly with a King's Repoſe,
Tama King that find thee ; and I know,

* Fis rot the Balm, the Scepter, and the Ball,

The Sword, the Mace, the Crown Imperial,
Theenter-tiſſued Robe of Gold and Pearl,

The farſed Title runring fore the King,

1he Threne he fits on; nor the Tide of Pomp,
That heats upon the high ſhoar of this World :

No, nct all thele thrice gorgeous Ceremonies,
Not all thele, laid in Bed Majeſtical,

Can ſleep ſo ſoundly as the wretched Slave:

V\ ho, with a Body fill'd, and vacant Mind,

Oets him to reſt, cramm'd with diſtreſsful Bread,
Never ſees horrid Night, the Child of Hell;

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But like a Lacquey, from the Riſe to Set,

Sweats in the Eye of Pbæbus; and all Night

Sleeps in Ehftum ;; next day aiter dawn, |

Doth riſe and help Hyperi#n to his Horſe, |

And follows ſo the eyer-running Year 5

With profitable Labour to his Grave: | i

And, but for Ceremony, ſuch a Wretch, |

Winding up days with Toil, and Nights with Sleep,

Had the fore-hand and vantage of a king,

The Slave, a Member of the Country's Peace,

Enjoys it; but in groſs brain little wots,

What Watch the King keeps to maintain the Peace; |

V hoſe Hours the Peaſant beſt advantages. |

Enter Erpingham. | |

Erp. My Lord, your Nobles jealous of your Abſence,

Seek through your Camp to find you. 12 |
K. Henry. Good old Knight, collect them all together, |

At my Tent, I'll be before thee. | a |
Erp. I ſhali do t, my Lore. e !
K. Henry, O God of Battles ſteel my Soldier's Hearts,

Poſſeſs them not with Fear. Take from them now i

The Senſe of Reck ning of th oppoſed Numbers: | |

Pluck their Hearts from them. Not to day, O Lord,

O not to day, think not upon the Fault

My Father made in compaſſing the Crown.

I Richard's Body have interred new,

And on it have beſtowed more contrite Tes

Than from it iſſued forced Drops of Blood.

Five hundred Poor I have in yearly pay,

Who twice a Day their wither d hands bold up *

Toward Heaven, to pardon Blood.

And I have built two Chauntries, -

Where the ſad and ſolemn Prieſts ſing ſtill

For Richard's Soul. More will do;

Though all that I can do is nothing worth,

Since that my pealepne comes after all,

Imploring Pardon, 1 e e

Glo. My Liege. | ; 1
K. Henry, My Brother Gloſter's Voice?
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T1 know thy Errand, I will go with thee :
The Day, my Friend, and all things tay for me. Zxewn,
Enter the Dauphin, Orleans, Rambures, and Beaumont,
Orl. The Sun doth gild our Armour, up, my Lords,
Dau. Monte Cheval: My Herſe, Valet Lacquay : Ha!
Orl. Oh brave Spirit!
Dau. Ther les Cieux &a terre.
Orl. Rien puis le air & few.
Dau. Cien, Couſin Orleans.
Enter Conftable,
Now my Lord Corſtable
Con. Hark how our Stecds for preſent dervice neigh.
Dau. Mount them, and make Inciſion in their Hides,
That their hot Blood may {pin in Engliſh Eyes,
And doubt them with ſuperfluous Courage: Ha!
Ram. What, will you haye them weep our horſes Blood?
Mow ſhall we then behold their natural Tears ?
Enter Me Er. |
Meſ. The Engliſb are embatteP'd, you French Peers.
Cen, To Horle, you gallant Princes, ſtreight to Hork,
Do but hehol4 yond poor and ftaryed Band,
And your fair ſhew ſhall ſuck away their Souls,
Leaving tbem but the ſha!es and Husks of Men.
There is not work enough for all our Hands,
Scarce Blood . in all their fickly Veins,
To give each naked Curtle-ax a ſtain,
That our French Gallants ſhall to day draw out, .
And ſheath for lack of Sport. Let us but blow on them,
The vapour of our valour will o“ er- turn them.
Lis poſitive gainſt all exception, Lords,
That our ſuperfluous Lacqueys and our Peaſants,
| Who in unneceſſary action fwarm
About our ſquates of Battel, were enow
| To purge this Field of ſuch a hilding Foe.
T ho' we upon this Mountain's Bafis by
| Took ſtand, for idle Speculation : '
| But that our Henours muſt not. What's to ſay ?
A very little little let us do; 5 |
And all is done ; then let the Trumpets ſound
The Tucket ſonuance, and the Note to mount :

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For our approach ſhall ſo much dare the Field,
That England ſhall couch down in Fear, ard yield.
SF Enter Grandpree.
Gran. Why do you ſtay fo long, my Lords of France?
Yond Iſland Carrions, deſperate of their Bones,
In- favour'dly become the Morning Field:
Their ragged Curtains poorly are let looſe,
And our air ſhakes them paſſing ſcornfully,
Big Mars ſeems bankrupt in their beggar'd Hoſt,
And faintly through a ruſty Bever pee
The Horſemen fit like fixed Candleſticks,
With Torch-Staves in their Hand; and their poor Jades
Lob down their Heads, drooping the Hide and Hips:
The Gum down roping from their pale-dead Eyes,
And in their pale dull Mouths the Jymold Bitt
Lyes foul with chaw'd Graſs, ſtill and motionleſs ;
And their Executors, the knaviſh Crows,
Fly o'er them, all impatient for their Hour.
Deſcription cannot ſuit it ſelf in Words,
To demonſtrate the Life of ſuch a Battel,
In life ſo liveleſs as it ſhews itſelf,
Cen, They have ſaid their Prayers,
And they ſtay for Death. |
Dau. Shall we go ſend them Dinners, and freſh Sutes,

And after fight with them ?
Con, I ſtay but for my Guard: On to the Field;
I will the Banner from a T'rumpet take,
And uſe it for my haſte. Come, come away,
The Sun is high, and we out-wear the Day. [ Fxevunt,
Enter Glouceſter, Bedford, Exeter, Erpingham w:th all the
| Hoſt, Salisbury and Weſtmorland,
Glo, Where is the King ?
Bed. The King himſelf is rode to view their Battel.
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Sal. God's Arm ſtrike with us, tis a fearful odds.
God be wi' you Princes all; I'll to my Charge:
I we no more meet till we meet. in Heayen,

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Then joyfully, my nob!e Lord of Bedford,
My dear Lord Gloſter, and my good Lord Exeter,
And my kind Kinſmen, Warriors all adieu.

Be d. Fare wel, good Salisbum, and good luck go with thee,
And yet I do thee wrong, to mind thee of it, |
For thou art fam'd of the firm truth of Valour.

Exe,Farewel, kind Lord: Fight valiantly today ¶ Ex. Si.

Bed. He is as full of Valour as of Kindneſs,
Princely in both.

Enter King Herry.

Weſt. O that we now had here
But one ten thouſand of thoſe Men in Eug land,

That donot workto Day.

K. Henry. What's he that wiſhes ſo ?

My Couſin Veſi moreland? No, my fair Couſin :)
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow

To do our Country loſs; and if to live,

The fewer Men the greater ſhare of Honour,
God's Will, I pray thee wiſh not one Man more.
By Jeve, I am not covetous for Gold,

Nor care I, who doth feed upon my coſt :

Tt yerns me not, if Men my Garments wear

Such outward things dwell not in my deſires:
But if it be a Sin to covet Honour,

I am the moſt offending Soul alive.

No, faith, my Coz, wiſh not a Man from England :
God's Peace, I would not lole ſo great an Honour,
As one Man more methinks would ſhare from me,
For the beſt hope I have. O-do not wiſh one more:
Rather proclaim it (Wemereland) through my Hoſt,
That he which hath no Stomach to this Fight,

Let him depart, his Paſſport ſhall be made,

And Crowrs for Convoy put into his Purſe :

We would not die in that Man's Company

T hat fears his Fellowſhip to die with us.

This Day is call'd the Feaſt of Criſpzar :

He that out- lives this Day, and comes ſafe home,
Will ſtand a tip- toe when this day is named,

And rouze him at the Name of Criſpian :

He thas ſhall ſee this Day, and live old Age, Wil

ll,

Will yearly on the Vigil feaſt his Neighbours, C
And ſay to morrow is Saint Criſpian:

Then will he ſtrip his Sleeve, and ſhew his Scars:

Old Men forget; yet all ſhall not be forgot,

But he'll remember, with advantages, |
What Feats he did that ys Then ſhall our Names,
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Familiar in his Mouth as houſhold words,
Harry the King, Bedford, and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Glo ſter,
Fe in their — Cups freſhly remembred.
This Story ſhall the good Man teach his Son:
And Criſpine Criſpian ſnhall ne er go by,
From this Day to the ending of the World,
But we in it ſhall he — 3.5
We few, we hapPy few, we band of Brothers:
For he to day that ſheds his Blood with me,
Shall be my Brother; be he ne'er ſo vile,
This Day ſhall gentle his Condition.
And Gentlemen in England now a- bed
Shall think themſelyes accurſt they were not here;
And hold their Manhoods cheap, whiles any ſpeaks,
That fought with us upon St. Criſpian's Day.
| | Enter Salisbury.
Sal. My Sovereign Lord, beſtow yourſelf with Speeds

8 The French are bravely in the Battles ſet,

And will with all expedience charge on us. |
K. Henry. All things are ready if our Minds be ſo.
Weſt. Periſh the Man whoſe Mind is backward now.

5 K. Henry. Thou doſt not wiſh more help from England,
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Veſt. God's will, my Liege, would you and J alone,

Without more help, could fight this royal Battle.

K. Henry. Why now thou haſt unwiſl'd five thouſand:
Which likes me better than to wiſh us one. [Men:
You know your Places; God be with you all.

A Tucket ſounds. Enter Mountjoy. |

Mount, Once more I come to know of thee, King Harm,
If for thy Ranſome thou wilt now compound, ;
Before thy moſt aſſured oyerthrow :

For certainly thou art ſo near the Gulf,

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Thou needs muſt be englutted. Beſides, in mercy
The Conſtable deſires thee thou wilt mind
Thy Followers of Repentance ; that their Souls
May make a peaceful and a ſweet retire |
From off thele Fields; where, Wretches, their poor Bodies
Muſt lye and feſter.
K. Henry. Who hath ſent thee now?
Mount, The Conſtable of France. | |
K. Henry. I pray thee bear my former Anſwer back,
Bid them atchieve me, and then ſell my Bones.
Good God! why ſhould they mock poor Fellows thus?
The Man that once did ſell the Lion's Skin
While the Beaſt liy'd, was kill'd with hunting him.
And many of our Bodies ſhall, no doubt,
Find native Graves; upon the which, I truſt,
Shall witneſs live in Braſs of this Day's work.
And thoſe that leave their valiant Bones in France,
Dying like Men, tho' buried in your Dunghils,
They ſhall be fam'd ; for there the Sun ſhall greet them
And draw their Henours reeking up to Heaven,
Leaving their earthly Parts to choak your Clime,
The ſmell whereof ſhall breed a Plague in France.
Mark then abound ing Valour in our Engliſh :
That being dead, like to the Bullets graſing,
Break out into a ſecond courſe of Miichiet,
Killing in relapſe of Mortality.
Let me ſpeak proudly; tell the Conſtable,
We are but Warriors for the working Day ;
Our Gayneſs and our Gilt are all be- Imirch'd
With rainy marching in the painful Field.
There's not a piece of Feather in aur Hoſt ;
Good Argument, I hope, we will not flye:
And Time hath worn us into ſlovenry
But, by the Maſs, our Hearts are in the trim:
And my poor Soldiers tell me, yet ere Night
They U be in freſher Robes, or they will pluck
The gay new Coats o'er the French Soldiers Heads,
And turn them out of Service. If they do this,

And if God pleaſe they ſhall, my Ranſamthen
Will ſoon be 68; x pg 3 18

Herald,

Ie,

my words,

King Henry V. 63
Herald, ſave thou thy labour; |

Come thou no more for Ranſom, gentle Herald,

They ſhall have none, I ſwear, but theſe my Joints:
Which if they have, as I will leave em them,
Shall yield them little, tell the Conſtable. -
Men. I ſhall, King Harry: And ſo fare rhee well.
Thou never ſhalt hear Herald any more. (Exit.
K. Henry. I fear thou wilt once more come again for a
Ranſom. | | Be
DORA = Enter eg Knee T bes
Tk, My Lord, moſt humbly on my Knee
The leading of the Vaward.
K. Henry. Take it, brave Tork.
Now Soldiers, march away ; |
And how thou pleaſeſt, God, diſpoſe the day. [ Exeunt.
Alarm. Excurſions, Enter Piſtol, French Soldier, and Bey.
Piſt. Yield, Cur.

Fr. Sol. Je penſe que vous eſtes le Gentill-bome de bone

qualite,

Piſt. Quality clamy cuſture me, Art thou a Gentleman ?

What is thy Name? diſculs,

Fr, Sol. O Seigneur Dieu |

Piſt. O Signieur Dewe ſhould be a Gentleman: Perpend

8 Sigmeur Dewe, and mark: O Signieur

Dewe, thou dieſt on point of Fox, except, O Signie ur,
thou do give to me egtęgious Ranſom.

Fr. Sol. O prenne ini ſèritorde, ayer pitie dt my.

Piſt, Moy ſhall not ſerve, I will have forty Moys; for
2 thy rym out at thy Throat, in drops of Crim-

Fr. Sol. Ef-il impoſſible & eſchapper Ia force de ton bras?

is. Braſs, Cur? thou damne p* ——.—. Moun-
tan Goat, offer*ſt me Braſs?

Fr. Sol. O pard nnet mey. |

Piſt. Say'ſt thou me ſo? is that aTon of Moys?

Came hither, Boy, ask me this Slave in French, what is his

Boy, Eſcoute comment eſtes vtus appelle ?
Fr. Sol. Monſieur le Fer.
By, He ſays his Name is Mr, Fer

Pift,

64 The LIFE ff
Pit. Mr. Fer! Lil fer him, and ferk him, and ferret him;

Diſcuſs the ſame in French unto him.
F BY. I do not krow the French for fer, and ferret, ard
erk.

Piſt. Bid him prepare, for I will cut his Throat.

Fr. Sol. Que dit-il, Monſieur ?

Boy. II me commande de vous dire que vous vons tenie
pro car ce ſoldat icy eſt diſpoſee tout a cette heure de coupe
voſtre gorge. | |

Pit, Owy, cuppele gorge parmafory peafant, unle
thou give me Crowns, brave Crowns, or mangled ſhalt
thou be by this my Sword. INE

Fr. Sol. O je vous ſupplie pour I amour de Dieu, me par-
donner, je ſuis Gentilhome de bonne maiſon, garde ma vie, (9
Je vous d:nneray deux cents eſcus . wy

Pif, What are his words? |

Bey. He prays you to ſave his Life, he isa Gentleman
of a good Houle, and for his Ranſom he will give you two
hundred Crowns. | EE þ |

Pi. Tell him my Fury fhall abate, and I the Crowns
will take. | 3 |

Fr. Sol. Petit Monſieur que dit-iI ?

Boy. Encore qui l eſt contre ſon Jurement, q pardmer
aucun priſonnier : neant meins pour les 155. que vout Pay pri-
metteꝭ, il eſt content de vons donner laTiberte de Franchi

Fr. Sol. Sur mes genoux je voux donne milles remerci-
emens, U je me eſtime heureux que je ſuis tombe entre les
mains d'un Chevalier, je penſe, le plus brave, valiant, C
tres eſtimee Signeur d Angleterre, |

Pil. Expound unto me, Boy.

Bey. He gives you upon his knees a thouſand thanks, and
eſteems himſelf happy, that he hath fal'n into the hands of
one, as he thinks , the moſt brave, valorous, and thrice-
worthy Signeur of England.

Pi. As I ſuck Bleod, I will ſome Mercy ſhew. Fol
low me. 1 x

Boy. Suiver le grand Capitain. _
T did never know ſo woful a Voice iſſue from ſo empty a
Heart; but the Song is true, the empty Veſſel makes the

greateſt ſound, Bardolph and Nim had ten times more. ? 5

*

King ' Henry V. 6s

ſour than this roaring Devil th” old Play, that every one
may pair bis Nails with a wooden Dagger, and they are
beth hang d, and ſo would this be, if he durſt ſteal an
thing adventurouſly. I muſt ſtay with the Lackies, with
the luggage of our Camp, the French might have a good
Prey of us, if he knew of it, for there is none to Guard it
but Boys. Exit.
Enter Conſtable, Orleans, Bourbon, Dauphin and Ram-
Con, O Diable | { bures.
O. la. O Signeur ! le jour eſt perdu, toute n
Dau. Mit de ma vie, all is confounded, all,
Repreach, and everlaſting ſhame
fits mocking in our Plumes. AA fbort Alarm.
0 meſchante Fortune, do not run away.

Cn, Why, all our Ranks are broke.

Dau. O perdurable ſhame, let's ſtab our ſelves :
be theſe the Wretches that we play d at dice for?

Or. Is this the King we ſent to Ge his Ranſom ?

Beur. Shame, and eternal ſhame, nothing but ſhame!

Let us fly in once more back again,
lud he that will not follow Beurbon now,
„ e him go hence, and with his Cap in hand,
* Like a baſe Pander, hold the Chamber-door,
Whilt by a baſe Slave no gentler than my Dog,
1 His faireſt Daughter is contaminated.
+ . ©" Diſorder, that hath ſpoil'd us, Friend us now.

6 Let us on heaps go offer up our Lives.
0:1, We are a now yet living in the Field,
To ſmother up the Englih in our Throngs

1a Iany order might be thought upon. | |

05 eur. The Devil take Order now, I'll to the throng;
| Let Life be ſhort, elſe ſhame will be too long. ¶ Exeunt.

Alarm. Enter the King and his Train, with Priſeners.

I. Henry, Well have we done, thrice valiant Countryman,
But all's Uot don?, yet keep the French in the Field.
Exe. The Duke of Tork commends him to your Majeſty.
K. Henry. Lives he, good Uncle; thrice within this

Ye heur |
Va bim down? thrice up again, and fighting :
our om Helmet to the Spur all Blood he was.

Exe. |

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Exe. In which array, brave Soldier, doth he lye
Larding the Plain; and by his bloody ſide,
(Y oak-tellow to his Honour-owing Wounds)
The Noble Earl of Suffolk alſo ly es.
Suffolk firſt djed,, and T.rk all hagled over
Comes to him, where in gore he lay inſteeped,
And takes him by the Beard, kifles the gaſhes,
That bloodily did yawn upon his Face,
He eries aloud: Tarry, my Couſin Suffolk,
My Soul ſhall thine keep Company to Heaven?
Tarry, ſweet Soul, for mine, then fly a- breaſt:
As in this glorious and well-foughten Field
We kept together in our Chevalry.
Upon theſe Words I came, and cheer'd him up;
He ſmil'd me in the Face, caught me in his Hand,
And with a feeble gripe, ſays, drar my Lord,
Commend my Service to my Soveraign;
So did he turn, and over Suffelt's Neck.
Tie threw his ved Arm, and kiſt his Lips,
And ſo eſpous d to Death, with Blood he ſeal'd.
A Teſtament of Noble · ending Love: |
The pretty and ſweet manner of it fore d RY
Thoſe Waters from me, which IL would have ſtop'd,
But I had not ſo much of Man in me,
And all my Mother came inte mine Eyes,
And gave me up to Tears.

K. Henry. I blame you not,
For hearing this I muſt perforce compound
With mixttul Eyes, or they will iſſue too. [Harm
But hark, what new Alarum is thisſame?
The French have re · infore d their ſcatter d Men:
Then every Soldier kill his Priſoners,
Give the Word through. LL can

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Enter Fluellen and Gower,

Fla, Ill the poyes and the luggage, tis expreſly a-

A. gainſt the Law of Arms, tis asarrant a piece of
Knayery, mark you new, as can be offer'd in your Con-
cence now, is it not?

Gow. Tis certain there's not a boy left alive, and
he cowardly Raſcals that ran away from the Battle ha
lone this Slaughter; beſides, they have burned and carried
way all that was in the King's Tent, wherefore the King
moſt worthily hath caus'd every Soldier to cut his Pri-
oner's Throat. O 'tis a gallant King» |

Flu, I, he was porn at Monmeth, Captain Gower j; what
= you the Town's Name, where Alexander the pig was

m:

Gow, Alexander the Great. ; |
Flu. Why I pray you, is not pig great? The pig, or
tte great, or the mighty, cr the huge, or the magnani-
nous are all ane reekonings, ſave the phraſe is a little

nriations,

Gow, I think Alexander the Great was born in Mace-
dn, his Father was called Philip of Macedon, as I take
i

„Fi. I think it is in Macedm where Alexander is porn: I
tell you, Captain, if you look in the Maps of the Orld, 1
Warrant that you (all find in the comparitons between Ma-
aden and Men mont , that the Situations, look you, is both

nike. There is a River in Macedon, there is alſo more-

Wer a River at Monznoath, it is called Vie at Monmouth ;

ut it is out of my prains, what is the name of the other

River, but tis all one, tis as like as my fingers to my fingers,

nd there is Salmons in both. If you mark Alexander $Lite

well, Harry of Monmouth's Life is come after it indifferent
well, for there is Figures in all things. Alexander, God

Ius, and you know, in his rages, and his furies, and =

| wraths,

68 The LIFE f

wraths, and his cholers,and his moods, and his diſpleaſure
and e and alſo being a little intoxicates in,
his prains, did in bis Ales and his Angers,look you, kill his
beſt Friend Chtus. 71

Gow. Our King is not like him in that, he never kilfd
any of his Friends.

Flu. It is not well done, mark you now, to take the
Tales out of my Mouth, ere it is made and finiſhed. I ſpeak
but in the Figures, and Compaiilons of it; as Alexander
kill'd his Friend Clytus, being in his Ales and his Cups, ſo
alſo Harry Mcnmouth being in his right wits, and his good
Judgments, turn'd away the fat Knight with the great helly
Doublet; he was full of jeſt, and gypes, and knayeries, and
mocks, I have forgot his Name.

Gow, Sir John Falſtaff.

Flu, That is he: I'll tell you, there is good Men por it
Mceonmouth. |

Gow. Here comes his Majeſty,

Alarum, Enter King Harry and Bourbon with Priſoners, Wy,
. Lerds and Attendants. Fleuriſh

K. Henry. I was not angry fince I came to France,

Untill this inſtant. Take a Trumpet, Herald, r
Ride thou unto the Horſemen on yond Hill : ,
If they will fight with ns, bid them come down,

PR, SS kd <a irs moot ooo oa...

— > —

Or void the Field; they do offend our ſight. .
If they'll do neither, we will come to them, | EC
And make them sker away, as ſwift as ſtones. 7
Enforced from the old Aſſyrian Slings:

Beſides, we'll cut the Throats of thoſe we haye, :
And not a Man of them that we ſhall take, 15
Shall taſte our Mercy. Go and tell them ſo.

Enter Mount} + :
Exe. Here comes the Herald of the French, my Liege.
Glo. His Eyes are humbler than they us d te be.
K. Henry, How now, what means their Herald?
Know'R thou not. |
That I have fin d theſe Bones of mine for Ranſom ?
Com'ſt thou again for Ranſom ?
Mount. No, great King :
I come to thee for charitable Licenſe,

King HENRY V.
That we may wonder o'er this bloody Field,
To book out dead, and then to bury them:

s WI To fort our Nobles from our common Men;

4 For many of our Princes, woe the while,
Lyedrown'd and ſoak'd in mercenary Blood:

e do our vulgar drench their peaſant Limbs

i In blood of Princes, and with wounded Steeds

Fret fet-lock deep in gore, and with wild rage

4 Yerk out their armed heels at their dead Maiters,

; Willing them twice. O give us leave, great King,
da ro view the Field in Safety, and diſpoſe
e their dead Bodies. .

K. Henry. I tell thee truly, Herald,
[know not iſthe Day be ours or no,
for yet a many of your Horſemen peer,
And gallop o er the Field.

Mount. The Day is yours.

K. Henry. Praiſed be God, and not our ſtrength for it:
What iS this Caſtle call'd, that ſtands hard by?

Mount. They call it Agincourt,

K. Henry. Then call we this the Field of Agincourt.
fought on the Day of Criſpin Criſpianus.

Hu. Y our Grandfather of famous Memory, an't pleaſe
jar Majeſty, and your great Uncle Edward the Plack
Prince of ales, as I have read in the Chronicles, fought
i moſt praye pattle here in Fance.

K. Henry. They did, Huellen.

Hu. Your Majeſty ſays very true: If your Majeſties is

tmembred of it, the Felchmen did good ſervice in a Gar-
ten where Leeks did grow, wearing Leeks in their Mon-
muth Caps, which your Majeſty know to this hour is an
lonourable Padge of the ſervice; and I do believe your Ma-
ity takes no ſcornto waer the Leek upon St. Tavie's day.
K. Henry. I wear it for a memorable houour:
for I am Welch, you know, good Countryman.
Flu, All the Water in Me cannot waſh your Majeſ-
ies Welſh | gone out of your pody, I can tell you that: God
les, and preſerve it, as long as it pleaſes his Grace, and
is Majeſty too. |

K. Henry, Thanks, good Countryman.

= Hu.

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as Lucifer and Belzebub himſelf, it is neceſſary, look yo

Ground, and his Earth, in my Conſcience, Law.

Flu. By Jeihu, I am your Majeſty's Countryman, ]
not. who 2 it « I will — it to all the Orld, Tor
not to be aſhamed of your Majeſty, praiſed be God, ſo log
as your Majeſty is an honeſt May,

K. Henry, God keep me ſo.

| Enter William,
Our Heralds go with him, |
Bring me juſt notice of the Numbers dead
On both our parts. Call yonder Fellow hither.

Exe. Soldier, you muſt come to the King.

K. Henry. Soldier why wear'ſt thou that glove in thy ei

Will. And't pleaſe your Majeſty, it is the Gage of one
that I ſhould fight withal, if he be alive.

K. Henry. An Engliſhman ?

Will. Ar't pleaſe your Majeſty, a Raſcal that ſwagger
with me laſt Night; who if alive, and ever dare to chi
lenge this Glove, I have ſworn to take him a Bor o'tli
ear; or if I can ſee my Glove in his Cap, which he ſwore
as he was a ſoldier he would wear, (if alive) I will trik
it out ſoundly.
EK. Henry, What think you, Captain Flue blen, is it i
this Soldier keep his Oath ? 7

Flu. He is a Craven and a Villain elſe, and't pleaſe yo
Majeſty, in my Conſcience,

K. Henry, It may be, his Enemy is a Gentleman of gre:
Sort, quite from the Anſwer of his Degree.

Flu. Though he be as good a ſentſeman as the Devi!

a Sb. 4

it oft I... Tr. Sod 4 oo nds of nies a 5

Grace, that he keep his Vow and his Oath : If he be pe
Jur'd, ſee you now, his Reputation is as arrant as a Villa
and a Jack ſawce, as ever his black ſhoo trod upon God

K. Henry, Then keep thy Vow, Sirrah, when tho
meet'ſt the Fellow. | |
Will. So I will my Liepe, as I live.
K. Henry. Who ſerv'ſt thou under?
ill. Under Captain Gower, my Liege.
Flu. Gower is a good Captain, and is good knowled!
and literatured in the Wars. |
K. Henry, Call him hither to me; Soldier.

King HE NRX V. 71

1 . Iwill, my Liege. I'Exit.
ed EK. Henry. Here Nluellen, wear thou this Favour for me,
and ſtick it in thy Cap; when Alanſon and my ſelf were
down together, I pluck'd this Glove from bis Helm; if
ny Man challenge this, he is a Friend to Alanſon, and an
Enemy to our Perſons; if thou encounter any ſuch, ap-
prehend him, and thou do'ſt me love. |

Flu, Your Grace does me as great Honours, as can be
deſir d in the Hearts of his Subjects: I would fain ſee the
Man, that has but two “Legs, that ſhall find himſelf aggriev'd
at this Glove, that is all; but I would fain ſee it ence, and
pleaſe God of his Grace that I might ſee.

K. Henry. Know it thou Gower ?

Flu, He is my dear Friend, and pleaſe you.
K. Henry, Pray thee go ſeek him, and bring him to my Tent.
Hu. I will fetch him. [ Exit.
K. Henry. My Lord of I/arwick, and my Brother Gloſter,
Follow Fluelen cloſely at the Heels,
The Glove which I have given him for a'Fayour
May haply purchaſe him a Box o'th' Ear,
It is the Soldier s; I by Bargain ſhould' - 4
Wear it my ſelf, Follow, good Couſin Warwick:
If that the Soldier ſtrike him, as I judge
By this blunt bearing, he will keep his Word;
Some ſudden miſchief may ariſe of it: |
For I do. know Huellen valiant,, , . |
And touch'd with Choler hot as Gunpowder,
Aud quickly will return an Injury, , ©
Follow, and ſee there be no harm between them.
Go you with me, Uncle of Exeter. [Exeunt.

E Enfer Gower and Williams.
Will. J warrant it is to Knight you, Captain.
| Enter Fluellen.

Fla, God's Will, and bis Pleaſure, Captain, I beſcech
you now, come apace to the King :There is more good
toward you, perad venture, than is in your'Knowledge to
dream of. |

Will. Sir, know you this Glove?

Flu..Know the Glove? I know the Glove is a Gloye.

IP, I know this, and thus I challenge it, ("Strikes —

PR — —

72 The LIFE of ©

Flu. *Sbud, an arrant Traitor as any's in the Uniyerly
World, in France, or in England.

Gower. How now, Sir? you Villain.

Will. Do you think Lil be forſworn ?

Flu. Stand away, Captain Gower, I will give Treaſon his
payment into Plows, I warrant you.

Will. I am no Traitor.

Flu. That's a Lie. in oy Throat. I charge you in hi; Ml th
Majeſty's Name apprehend him, he's a Friend of the Duke
Aanſon s. | | Wi

Enter Warwick and Glouceſter,

War. How now, how new, .what's the matter? 'T

Flu. My Lord of Warwick, here is, praiſed be God for il A
it, a moſt contagious Treaſon come to light, look you, 2
you ſhall deſire in a Summer's Day. Here is his Maj}. nm

Enter King Henry and Exeter. | pe

K. Henry. How now, what's the matter? Vo

Flu. My Liege, here is a Villain and a Traitor, that WW j)
look your Grace, ha's:{truck the Glove which-your Mz
jeſty is take out of the Helmet of Alanſon.

Will, My Liege, this was my Glove, here is the Fellow .
of it; and he that I gave it to in change, promis d to wear g.,
it in his Cap; ora to ſtrike him, it he did, I metthi

Man with my Glove in his Cap, and I have been as good
as my Word. r
Hu. Your Majeſty hear now, ſaving your Majeſ)
Manhood, what an arrant, raſcally, beggarly, lowſie Krave
it is, I hope your Majeſty is pear me Teſtimony and Vit

neſs, and will avouchment, that this is the, Glove ot 4
Jenſon, that your Majeſty is give me, in your conſciencay /*
NOW. | | FO

K. Henry. Give me thy Glove, Soldier;

Look, here is the fellow of it. f

*T was I indeed thou promiſedſt to ſtrike,
And thou haſt given me moſt bitter terms.
Flu. And pleaſe your Majeſty, let his Neck anſwer io
it, if there is any Marſhal Law in the World.

K. Henry, How canſt thou make me Satisfiction?
Will. All Offences, my Lord, come from the Heart;
ver came any from mine, that might offend your 2

K. Hen

King HENRY V. ”. WF

K. Hen. It was our ſelf thou didft abuſe.

1:4. Your Majeſty came not like yourſelf ? you
appeared to me but as a common Man; Witneſs
the Night, your Garments, your Lowlinefs : and
what your Highneſs ſuffer'd under that Shape, I be-
leech you take it for your Fault, and not mine; for
had you been as I took you for, I made no Offence 3
therefore TI beſeech your Highneſs pardon me,

K. Hen. Here, Uncle Exeter, fill this Glove with

And give it to this Fellow. Keep it Fellow,(Crcowns,

And wear it for an Honour in thy Cap,

Till I do challenge it. Give him the Crowns:

And, Captain, you muſt needs be Friends with him.
Flu. By this Day, and this Light, the Fellow has

mettle enough in his Body; hold, there is Twelve-

pence for you, and I pray you to ſerve God, and keep

Diſſentions, and Iwarrant you it is the better for you.

ll. J will none of your Money.

Flu. It is with a good Will; I can tell you it
will ſerve you to mend your Shoos ; come, w herefore
ſhould 00 be ſo paſhful ; your Shoos is not fo good?
tis a good Silling I warrant you, or I will change it.

Enter Herald.

K. Hen, Now Herald, are the dead numbred ?

Her. Here is the number of the ſlaughter'd French.

K. Hen. WhatPriſoners of good ſort are taken, Uncle?

Exe. Charles Duke of Orleans, Nephew to the King 3
% Duke of Bourbon, and Lord Boynchiquald :

Of other Lords and Barons, Knights and Squires,
Full fif:;een hundred, beſides common Men.
K. Hen. This Note doth tell me of ten thouſandF-:nc/,

And Nobles bearing Banners, there lye dead

One hundred twenty ſix; added to theſe,

Of Knights, Eſquires, and gallant Gentlemen,

Light thouſand and four hundred: of the which,

tive hundred were but yeſterday dabb'd Knights;

v that in theſe ten thouſand they have loſt,

hate are bur ſixteen hundred Mercenaries:

ſhe reſlare Princes, n, Lords, Knights, Squires,
} Ant

you out of Prawls and Prabbles, and Quarrels and

That in the Field lye lain of Princes in this number,

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And Gentlemen of Blood and Quality.

The Names of thoſe their Nobles that lye dead:
Charles Delabreth, High Conſtable of France,

Faques of Chatilion, Admiral of France,

The Maſter of the Croſs-Bows, Lord Rambures,
Great Maſter of Frauce, the brave Sir Guichard Dauphip
Jobn Duke of Alenfon, Anthonio Duke of Brabant,
The Brother to the Duke of Burgunay,

And Edward Duke of Barr: Of luſty Earls,
Grandpree and Rouſſie, Foulconridge and Foyes,
Beaument and Marle, Vaxdemont and Leſlrale.

Here was a Fellowſhip of Death.

Where is the Number of our Eng/iſh dead?

_ Edward the Duke of York, the Earl of Suffolk,
Sir Richard Ketley, Davy Gam Eſquire

None elſe of Name: and of all other Men,
But five and twenty.

O God thy Arm was here :

And not to us, but to thy Arm alone,

Aſcribe we all. When, without Stratagem,
But in plain Shock, and even Play of Battle,
Was ever known ſo 8 and little Loſs?

On one part and on th'other, take it, God,
For it is none's, but thine.

Exe. Tis wonderful.

K. Hen. Come, go we in Proceſſion to the Village:
And be it Death proclaimed through our Hoſt,
To boaſt of this, or take that Praiſe from God,
Which is his only.

Fly. Is it not lawful, and pleaſe your Majeſty, to
tell how many is kill'd ?

K. Hen. Yes, Captain; but with this Acknowledg-

ment,
That God fought for us.

Flu. Yes, my Conſcience, he did us great Good.
K. Hen Do we all holy Rights ;

Let there be ſung Non nobis, and Te Deum.

The dead with Charity enclos'd in Clay:

And then to Calais, and to England then,

Exc unt.

Where ne'er from France arrived more happy Men,
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King HENRY Yo;
KA YO S GENE 1

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| Ouchſafe to thoſe that have not read the Story,
That I my promp them]; and of ſuch as have,

| humbly pray them to admit th' Excuſe
Of Time, of Numbers, and due Courſe of things,
Which cannot in their huge and proper Life,

But here preſented. Now we bear the King

Toward Calais: Grant him there; and there being

ſeen, |

Heave him away upon you winged Thoughts,

Athwart the Sea: Behold the Engliſh Beach

Pales in the Flood, with Men, with Wives, and Boys,

Whoſe Shouts and Claps out-voice the deep-mouth'd

Which like a mighty Whiffler fore the King, (Sea,

Seems to prepare his way; ſo let him land,

And ſolemnly ſee him ſet on to London.

so ſwift a Pace hath Thought, that even now

You may imagine him upon Black-heath :

Where that his Lords deſire him, to have born

His bruiſed Helmet, and his bended Sword

Before him, through the City ; he forbids it ;

being free from Vainneſs, and ſelf glorious Pride:

Giving full Trophy, Signal, and Oſtent,

Quite from himſelf ro God. But now behold,
Inthe quick Forge and Working-houſe of Thought,

" MW How London doth pour out her Citizens

P ens,

The Mayor, and all his Brethren in beſt ſorr,

Like to the Senators of th'antique Rome,

With the Plibei ant ſwarming at their Heels,

bo forth and fetch their conga ring Ceſar in :

As by a lower, but loving Likelihood,

LET, 275
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Were now the General of our gracious Empreſs,
As in good time he may, from Ireland coming,
ringing Rebellion broached on his Sword;
en low many would the peaceful City quit,
* To welcome him? much more, and much more cauſe,
da they this Harry. Now in London place him.

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As yet the Lamentation of the French
Invites the King of England's Stay at home :
The Emperor's coming in behalf of France,
To order Peace between them ; and omit
All the Occurrences, whatever chanc'd,
Till Harry's back Return again to Fance:
There muſt we bring bim, and myſelf have play'd
The interim, by remembring you tis paſt.

Then brook Abridgment, and your Eyes advance,
After your Thoughts, ſtrait back again to France. Ex.
Enter Fluellen and Gower.

Gow. Nay, that's right; but why wear you your
Leek to-day ? St. David's Day is paſt, |

Flu. There is Occaſions and Cauſes why, and
wherefore in all things; I will tell you aſl x
Friend, Captain Gower ; the raſcally, ſcauld, beggar-
ly, loufie, pragging Knave, Piſol, which you, and
your ſelf, and all the World know to be no petter
than a Fellow, lock you now, of no Merits ; he is
come to me, and prings me Pread and Salt yeſterday,
look you, and bid me eat my Leek ; it was ina
Place were I could not breed no Contention with
him; but I will be fo pold as to wear it in my Cap,
till I ſee him once again, and then I will tell hima

ittle Piece of my Deſires.
Enter Piſtol. |
Gow. Why, here he comes, ſwelling like a Turkey-
Cock.
Flu, Tis no matter for his ſwelling, nor his Turkey
COCKS.

God pleſſe you aunchient Piſtol : you ſcurvy louſy
Knave, God pleſſe you.

Piſt. Ha! art thou Bedlam ? Doſt thou thirſt, baſe
Trojan, to have me fold up Parcas Fartal-web
Hence, Tam qualmiſh at the Smell of Leek.

Flu. T peſeech you heartily, fcurvy lowſy Knave,
at my Deſires. and my Requeſts, and my Petitions,
to eat, look you, this Leek, becauſe, look you, you
do not love it, nor your Affe tion, and your Appe,
rites, and your Digeſtions does not agree with it
would deſire you to eat it.

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Þ//?, Not for Cadwallader and all his Goats.

Ha. There is one Goat for you. [Strikes him.
Will you be ſo good, ſcald Knave, ai eat it?

piſt. Baſe Trojan, thou ſhalr die.

Flu. You ſay very true, ſcald Knave, when God's
Will is: IT will defire you to live in the mean time,
and eat your Victuals; come, there is Sauce for it.
You call'd me yeſterday Mountain-Squire, but I
will make you to-day a Squire of low Degree. I
pray you fall to; if you can mock a Leek, you
can eat a Leek.

Gow. Enough, Captain, you have aſtoniſh'd him.

Fly. T ſay, I will make him eat ſome part of
my Leek, or I will your his Pate four Days : Pite,
[pray you, it is good for your green Wound, and
your ploody Coxcomb.

Piſt. Muſt I bite?

Flu. Yes certainly and out of doubt, and out of
queſtion too. and ambiguities.

Piſt. By this Leek, I will moſt horribly revenge;
[ eat, and eat---- I fwear----

Flu. Eat, I pray you, will you have ſome more
dawce to your Leek : there is not enough Leek to
ſwear by.

Piſt Quiet thy Cudgel, thou doſt ſee I eat.

Fla. Much good do you, ſcald Knave, heartily. Nay
pray you throw none away, the Skin is good for your
proken Coxcomb : when you take occaſion to ſee
Leeks hereafter, I pray you mock at 'em, that's all.

Piſt, Good.

Flu. Ay, Leeks is good: hold you, there is a
Groat to heal your Pare. |

Piſt. Me a Groat? |

Flu. Yes, verily, and in truth you ſhall take it, or
I have another Leek in my Pocket, which you ſhall
eat, |

Piſt. T take thy Groat in earneſt of Revenge.

Ely. If I owe you any thing, I will pay you in Cud-
gels, you ſhall be a Woodmonger, and buy nothing
of me but Cudgels : God pe wr you, and keep you,
and heal your Pate. h [Exit.

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Piſt. All Hell ſhall ſtir for this.

Gow, Go, go, you are a counterfeit cowardly Knaye
Will you mock at an ancient Tradition, began upq
an honourable Reſpe&, and worn as a memorab],
Trophy of predeceaſed Valour, and dare not avouc
in your Deeds any of your Words. I have ſeen yg
gleeking and galling at this Gentleman twice ot
thrice. You thought, becauſe he could not ſpea
Engliſh'in the native Garb, he could not therefor,
handle an Engliſb Cudgel ? you find it otherwiſe, and
henceforth let a Welch Correction teach you a gon;
Engliſh Conditicn, fare ye well, [Exit

Piſt, Doth Fortune play the Huſwife with me now
News have I that my Dol is dead 1'th' Spittle, of:
Malady of France, and there my Rendezvous is quite
cut off: Old I do wax, and from my weary Limb
Honour is cudgell'd. Well, Bawd, Il turn, ant
ſomething learn to cut-purſe of quick Hand :

To England will I ſteal, and there I'll ſteal ;
And Patches will I get unto theſe cudgel'd Scars,
And ſwore I got them in the Gaia Wars. [Exit
Enter at one Door King Henry,Exeter,Bedford, Warwic
and other Lords: at another, the French King, Que:

Iſabel, the Duke of Burgundy. and other French.

K. Hen. Peace to this Meeting; wherefore are wt
Unto our Brother France, and to our Siſter, (met
Health and fair time of Day; Joy and good Wiſhe
To our moſt fair and Princely Couſin Katharine;
And as a Branch and Member of this Royalty,
By whom this great Aſſerably is contriy'd,

We do ſalute you Duke of Burgundy. |
And Princes French and Peers, Health to you all.
Fr. King. Right joyous are we to behold your Face

Moſt worthy Brother England, fairly met.

So are you 1 — Engliſb, every one.

| 7 So happy be the Iſſue, Brother Exgland,
Of this good Day, and of this gracious Meeting,

As we are now glad to behold your Eyes:

Your Eyes, which hitherto have born in them

Againſt the French, that met them in their Bent,

The fatal Balls of murthering Baſilisks :

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The Venom of ſuch Looks we fairly hope

Have Joſt their Quality, and that this Day,

Shall change all Griefs and Quarrels into Love.
K. Hen. To cry Amen to that, thus we appear.
2. 1a. You Engliſh Princes all, Ido ſalute you.
Burg. My Duty to you doth, and equal Love;

Great Kings of France and England. That I have la-

bour'd

With all my Wits, my Pains, and ſtrong Endeavours,

To bring your moſt Imperial Majeſties

Unto this Bar and Royal Interview,

Your Mightineſles on Lock parts beſt can Witneſs.

Since my Office hath ſo far prevail'd,

That Face to Face, and Royal Eye to Eye,

You have congreeted : let it not diſgrace me,

If I demand before this Royal View,

What Rub, or what Impedimem there is,

Why that the naked, poor and mangled Peace,

Dear Nurſe of Arts, Plenties, and joyful Births,

Should not, in this beſt Garden of the World,

Our fertile France, put up her lovely Viſage ?

Alas ! ſhe hath from France too long been chaſed,

And all her Husbandry doth lie in Heaps,

Corrupting in its own Fertility.

Her Vine, the merry Chearer of the Heart,

Unprun'd dies: her Hedges even pleach'd,

Like Priſoners wildly overgrown with Hair,

Put forth diſorder'd Twigs : Her fallow Leas,

The Darnel, Hemlock, and rank Fumitory,

Doth root upon, while that the Culter ruſts,

That ſhould deracinate ſuch Savagery :

The even Mead, that erſt brought ſweetly forth

The freckled Cow ſlip, Burnet, and green Clover,

Wanting the Scythe, all . rank,

Conceives by Idleneſs, and nothing reems, -

But hateful Docks, rough Thiſtles, Keckſies, Burs,

Loſing both Beauty and Urility ;

And all our Vineyards, Fallows, Meads and Hedges, |
Defe&ive in their Natures, grow to Wildneſs.
Even ſo our Houſes, and ourſelves, and Children,
Have loſt, or do not learn, far want of time,

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The Sciences that ſhould become our Country;
But grow like Savages, (as Soldiers will,
That nothing do but mediate on Blood)

To Swearing, and ſtern Looks, diffus'd Attire
And every thing that ſeems unnarural. :
Which to reduce into our former Favour,

You are aſſembled 3 and my Speech intrears,
Thar I may know the Let, why gentle Peace
Should not expel theſe Inconven'excies,

And bleſs us with her former Qualities. |

K. Hen. If, Duke of Burgundy, you would the Peace,
Whoſe Wart gives Growth to th' Imperfe&ions
Which you have cited; you muſt buy that Peace,
With full accord to all our juſt Demands,
Whoſe Tenures and particular Effects,

You have enſchedul'd briefly in your Hands.

Burg. The King hath heard them; to the which, as
There is no Anfwer made. (yer,

K. Hen, Well then; the Peace, which you before

Lyes in his Anſwer. ({o urg'd,
F. King. I have but with a curſolary Eye
O'er-glance the Articles: Pleaſeth your Grace,
To appoint ſome of your Council preſently
To fit with us, once more with better heed
To re-ſurvey them : we will ſudden]

Paſs our Accept aud peremptory Anſwer.

R. Hen. Brother, we ſhall. Go, Uncle Exeter,
And Brother Clarence, and Brother Glouceſter,
WWarwick and Huntingdon, go with the King,

And take with you free Power to ratifie,
Augment, or alter, as your Wiſdoms belt
Shall ſee advantageable for our Dignity,
Any thing in or out of our Demands,
And we will conſign thereunto. Will you, fair Siſter,
Go wth the Princes, or ſtay here with us ?

2. Iſa. Our gracious Brother, I will go with them:
Haply a Woman's Voice may do ſome good,

When Articles too nicely urg'd, be ſtood on.
| R. Hen. Yet leave our Couſin Katherine here with us,
She is our Capital Demand, compris'd

Within the Fore-rank of our Articles,

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9. 1/a. She hath good leave. JExeunt,
Manent King Henry, Katherine and a Lady,
k. Hen. Fair Katherine, moſt fair,
Will you vouchſafe to teach a Soldier Terms,
duch as will enter at a Lady's Ear,
And plzad his Love-ſuit to her gentle Heart ?

Kath. Your Majeſty ſhall mock at me, I cannot
ſpeak your England. T

K. Hen. O fair Katherine, if you will love me ſound -
y with your French Heart, I will be glad to hear
you confeſs it brokenly with your Engliſh Tongue.
Do you like me, Kate ?

Kath. Pardonnez moy, 1 cannot tell vat is like me.

K. Hen. An Angel is like you, Kate, and you are
lke an Angel.

Kath. Que dit-il, que je ſuis ſemblable a les Anges ?

Lady. Oxy verament (ſauf veſtre Grace) ainſi dit-il.

K. Hu. I ſaid ſo, dear Katherine, and I muſt not
bluſh to affirm it. |

Kath. O bon Dieu les laugues des hommes ſont plein de
tromperl es.

k. Hen. What ſays ſhe, fair One, that Tongues of
Men are full of Deceits? |

Lady. Ouy, dat de Tongues of de Mans is be full
of Deceits : dat is de Princeſs. |

K. Hen, The Princeſs is the better Engliſh Woman :
faith Kate, my Wooing is fit for thy Underſtanding.
Iam glad thou canſt ſpeak no better Engliſh, for if
thou could 'ſt, thou would'ſt find me ſuch a plain
King, that thou would'ſt think, I had fold my Farm
to buy my Crown. I know no ways to mince it in
Love, but direftly to ſay I love you: then if you
urge me farther, than to ſay, Do you in faith? 1
ſwear out my Suit: give me your Anſwer, faith
do, and ſo clap Hands, and a Bargain ; how ſay
you, Lady? |

Kath. Sauf voſtre honneur, me underſtand well.

K. Hen. Marry, if you would put me to Verſes, or
to dance for your ſake, Kate, why you undid me; for
the one, T have neither Words nor Meaſure ; and
tor the other, I haye no Strength in Meaſure, yet

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a reaſonahle Meaſure in Strength. If I could vn
Lady at Leap-frog, or by vaulting into my Sadde /
with my Armour on my Back; under the Correa
on of Bragging be it ſpoken, I ſhould quickly lea
into a Wife: or if I might buffet for my Love, of
bound my Horſe for her Favours, I could lay 0.
like a Butcher, and fit like a Jack-an-Apes, never off
But before God, Kare, T cannot look greenly, nor gaſſ
out of my Eloquence, nor I have no cunning in Pr
teſtation ; only donwright Oaths, which I never u
"fill urg'd, nor never break for urging, If th If
canſt love a Fellow of this Temper, Kate, whoſe Fadi
is not worth Sun-burning ; that never looks in hi
Glaſs, for love of any thing he ſees there; let thin”
Eye be thy Cook. I ſpeak thee plain Soldier; it tho
canſt love me for this, take me; if not, to ſayt 01
thee that I ſhall die, is true: but for thy Love, by **
the Lord, No: yet I love thee too: And while tho"
liv'ſt, dear Kate, take a Fellow of plain and uncoine
Conſtancy, for he perforce muſt do thee right, be
cauſe he hath not the Gift to woo in other Places MI ®
For theſe Fellows of infinite Tongue, that can rhims N
themſelves into Ladies Favours, they do always rey ©
ſon themſelves out again. What? a Speaker is but)
Prater, a Rhime is but a Ballad: a good Leg vi!
fall, a ſtrait Back will ſtoop, a black Beard will tur ®
white, a curl'd Pate will grow bald, a fair Fac} /
will wither, a full Eye will wax hollow; but a god] |
Heart, Kate, is the Sun and the Moon, or rather tha |
Sun, and not the Moon; for it ſhines bright, anal
never changes, but keeps his Courſe truly. If thou ©
would'ſt have ſuch a one, take me: and take me
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take a Soldier: take a Soldier, take a King: Ant
what ſay'ſt thou then to my Love? ſpeak my Far
and fairly, I pray thee. (France
Kath. Is it poſſible dat I ſould love de Enemy ©
R. Har. No, is it not poſſible that you ſhould love the
Enemy of France, Kate; but in loving me, you ſhould
love the Friend of Fance: for I love, France ſo well
that I will not part with a Village of it: I will have
it all mine; and Kate when France is mine, and 1a
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jours; then yours is France, and you are mine.

Kath. I cannot tell vhat is dat.

E. Hen. No, Kate? I will tell thee in French, which I
im ſure will hang upon my Tongue, like a new
married Wife about her Husband's Neck, hardly to
be ſhook off: Je quand ſur le poſſeſſion de France, & quand
wu aves le poſſeſſion de moy (Let me ſee, what then?
Saint Dennis be my ſpeed) Donc woſtre eff France, &.
vous eftes mienue, It is as eaſy for me, Kate, to con-
quer the Kingdom, as to ſpeak fo much more French:
[ſhall never move thee in French, unleſs it be to
laugh at me.

Kath. Sauf voſtre honneur, le Francois que vous parlex,
il eft mulicy quel” Anglois le quel je parle.

K. Hen. No faith is' t not, Kate; but thy ſpeaking
of my Tongue, and 1 thine, moſt truly falſſy, mult
needs be granted to be much at one. But, Kate, doſt
thou underſtand thus much Engliſh ? Can'ſt thou love

Kath, T cannot tell. | . (me ?

k. Hen. Can any of your Neighbours tell, Kate? T'll
ask them. Come, I know thou loveſt me; and at
Night, when you come into your Cloſer, powell que ſ-
tion this Gentle woman about me; and I know, Kate,
you will to her diſpraiſe thoſe Parts in me, that you
love with your Heait 3 but, good Kate, mock me
mercifully, the rather, gentle Princeſs, becauſe I
love thee cruelly, If ever thou beeſt mine, Kate, as
I have ſaving Faith within me tells me, thou ſhalt ;
get thee with ſcambling, and thou muſt therefore
needs prove a good Soldier-breeder : Shall nt thau
and I between St. Denni and St. George, compound a
Boy, half French, half Engliſh, hat ſhall go to Con-
fantinople, and take the Turk by the Beard. Shall we
not? what. ſay'ſt thou, my fair Flower-de-Luce ?

Kath. IJ do not know dat. *

K. Hen. No; 'tis hereafter to know, but now to
promiſe 3 do but now promiſe, Kate, you will endea-
vour for your French part of ſuch a Boy; and for
my Engliſh Moiety, take the Word of a King, and a
Batchelor. How anſwer you,“ La plus belle Kathe-
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Kath. Your Majeſtee ave fauſe Frenche enongh u
deceive de moſt ſage Damoiſel dat is en France.

K. Hen. Now fie upon my falſe French; by min:
Honour, in true Engliſh, I love thee, Kate ; by hich
Honour I dare not ſwear thou loveſt me, yet ny
Blood begins to flatter me, that thou do'ſt notwith.
ſtanding the poor and untempering Effe& of my Vi.
ſage. Now beſhrew my Father's Ambition, he wag
thinking of Civil Wars, when he got me, therefore
was [I created with a ſtubborn Outſide, with an Af.

ec of Iron, that when I come to woo Ladies,
Friokr them ; but in faith, Kate, the elder I way,
the better I ſhall appear My Comfort is, that Old
Age, that ill Layer up of Beauty, can do no more
Spoil upon my Face. Thou haſt me, if thou haſt me,
at the worſt; and thou ſhalt wear me, if thou wear
me better and better; and therefore tell me, moſt
fair Katherine, will you have me? Put off your Mai.
den Bluſhes, avouch the Thoughts of your Heart
with the Looks of an Empreſs, take me by the hand,
and fay, Harry of England, Jam thine ; which Word
thou ſhalt no ſooner bleſs mine Ear withal, but I wil
tell thee aloud, England is thine, Ireland is thine,
France is thine, and Henry Plantagenet is thine ; who,
tho' I ſpeak it before his Face, if he be not Fellow
with the beſt King, thou ſhalr find the beſt King of
Good-fellows. Come, your Anſwer in broken Mu-
lick ; for thy Voice is Mufick, and thy Engliſh bro-
ken: Therefore Queen of all, Katherine, break thy
Mind to me in broken Engliſh, wilt thou have me?

Kath, Dat is as it ſhall pleaſe le Roy mon pere.

K. Hen, Nay, it will pleaſe him well, Kare, it ſhall
pleaſe him, Kate. | |
| Kath. Den it ſhall alſo content me.

K, Hen. Upon that I kiſs your Hand, and I call you
my Queen. |

Kath. Laiſſex mon Seigneur, laiſſez, laiſſez, may ſy:
Fe ne veus point que vous abbaiſſez voſtre grandeur, en baiſant
le main d'une voſtre, Seigneur, indignie ſerviteur, exciſts
moy. Je ou os mon tres-puiſſant Seigneur.

K. Hen. Then I will kiſs your Lips, Kare, Kath

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Kath. Les Dames and Damoiſels pour eſtre baſeee devant
ur nopces il we't pas le Coutume de France.

K. Hen, Madam, my Interpreter, what ſays ſhe ?
Lady. Dat it is not be de faſhion pour le Ladies of
France ; I cannot tell what is buifſe en Engliſh.

K. Hen. To kiſs.

Lady. Your Majeſty entendre bettre que moy.

K. Hen. Is it not a faſhion for the Maids in France
to kiſs before they are married, would ſhe ſay?

Lady. Ouy verayment.

K. Hen, O Kate, nice Cuſtoms curt'ſie to great Kings.
Dear Kate, you and I cannot be confin'd within the
weak Liſt of a Country's faſhion; we are the Makers
of Manners, Kate; and the Liberty that follows our
Paces, ſtops the Mouth of all Find-faults, as I will
b yours, tor the upholding the nice Faſhion of your
Country, in denying me a Kiſs ; therefore patiently,
and yielding. A ing her] You have Witchcraft in your
Lips, Kate; there is more Eloquence in a Sugar-
tuch of them, than in the Tongues of the French
Council : and they ſhould ſooner perſuade Harry of
England, than a general Petition of Monarchs, Here
comes your Father.

Enter the French Power, and the Engliſh Lords.

Berg. God ſave your Majeſty, my Royal Couſin,
teach you our Princeſs Engliſh ?

K. Hen I would have her learn, my fair Couſin, how
perfe&lyT love her, and that is good Engliſh.

Burg. Is ſhe apt ?

K. Hen. Our Tongue is rough, Coz, and my Condi-
tion is not ſmooth 3 ſo that having neither the Voice
nor the Heart of Hatred about me, I cannot ſo con-
jure up the Spirit of Love in her, that he will ap-
par in his true likeneſs,

Byrg. Pardon the Frankneſs of my Mirth, if I an-
ſwer tor that. If you would conjure in her, you
muſt make a Circle : if conjure up Love in her in
tis true likeneſs, he muſt appear naked and blind.
Cin you blame her then, being a Maid, yet ros'd o-
rer with the Virgin Crimſon of Modeſty, if ſhe de-
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ked ſeeing ſelf > It were, my Lord, a hard Cong;.
tion for a Maid to conſign to.

K. Hen. Vet do they wink and yield as Love is blind
and enforces.

Burg. They are then excus'd, my Lord, when they
ſee not what they do.

K. Hen. Then, good my Lord; teach your Couſin
to conſent to winking. |

Burg. I will wink on her to conſent, my Lord, if
you will teach her to know my Meaning ; Maids
well ſummer'd, and warm kepr, are like Flies at
Bartholomew-Tyde, blind, though they have their
Eyes, and then they will endure handling, which
before would not abide looking on,

K. Hen. This Moral ties me over to time, and a hot
Summer; and ſo I ſhall catch the Flie, your Couſin,
in the latter End, and ſhe muſt be blind roo.

Burg. As Love is, myLord, before it loves.

K. Hen. It is ſo; and you may, ſome of you,
thank Love for my Blindneſs, who cannot ſee many
a fair French City for one fair French Maid, that
ſtands in my way.

Fr.King. Yes my ahi a ſee them perſpectively;
the Cities turn'd into a Maid; for they are all gird-
led with Maiden Walls, that War hath never entre.

K. Hen. Shall Kate be my Wife ?

Fr. King. So pleaſe you. |

R. Hen. I am content, ſo the Maiden Cities you talk

of may wait on her; ſo the Maid that ſtood in the

way for my Wiſh, ſhall ſhew me the way to my Will.
r. King. We have conſented to all terms of reaſon.

K. Hen. Is't ſo, my Lords of England?

Wen. The King hath granted every Article:

His Daughter firſt? and then in ſequel all,
According to their firm propoſed Nature.

Exe. Only he hath not yet ſubſcribed this:
Where your Majeſty demands, That the King of
France having occaſion to write for matter of Grant,
ſhall name your Highneſs in this form, and with this
Addition in French: Noſtre tres cher filz Henry

Roy d' Angleterre, Heretier de France;“ and thus
| in

King HENRY V. 87

Latin: Præclariſſimus Filius noſter Henricus
Rex Angliæ & Hæres Franciz, |
fr. King. Nor this I have not, Brother, ſo deny'd
u your Requeſt ſhall make me let it paſs. ;
I. Hen. I pray you then, in Love and dear Alliance,
t that one Article rank with the reſt,
id thereupon give me your Daughter.
Fr. King. Take her, fair Son, and from her Blood
raiſe up

ne to me, that the contending Kingdoms

France and England, whoſe very Shoars look pale,
ith Envy of each others Happineſs,

ay ceaſe their Hatred; and this dear ConjunQion
ant Neighbourhood and Chriſtian-like Accord
their ſweet Boſoms ; that never War advance
is bleeding Sword twixt England and fair France.
Lords. Amen.

LK Her, Now welcome, Kate; and bear me witneſs all,
nat here I kiſs her, as my Sovereign Queen. I flouriſh.
Q. Iſs, God, the beſt Maker of all Marriages,
mbine your Hearts in one, your Realms inOne,
Man and Wife being two, are cne in love

) be there 'twixt your Kingdoms ſuch a Spouſal,
[hat never may ill Office, or fell Jealouſie,

FVhich troubles oft the Bed of bleſſed Marriage,
ſhruſt in between the Paſſion of theſe Kingdoms,
o make divorce of their incorporate League:

hat Engliſh may as French, French Englithmen,
leceive each other. God ſpeak this Amen.

Al. Amen.

K. H. Prepare wefor our Marriage ; on which Day,
ly Lord of Burgundy we'll take your Oath,
and all the Peers, for ſurety of our Leagues.

hen ſhall I ſwear to Kate, and you to me,
And may our Oaths well kept and proſp'rons be. [Ex.
Sonnet, Enter Chorus. |

Thus far with rough «nd all-unable Pen,
Dur bending Author hath purſu'd the Story,
In little Room confining mighty Men,
Mangling by ſtarts the full Courſe of their Glory,
mall time, but in that ſmall, moſt greatly lived,
he Star of England. Fortune made his Sword;

$8 The LIFE, Ec.

By which, the World's beſt Garden he atchieyed,
And of it left his Son Imperial Lord.

Henry the Sixth, in Infant Bands crown'd King
Of France and England, did this King ſucceed:
Whoſe State fo many had the managing,

That they loſt France, and made his England blee
Which oft our Stage hath ſhown ; and for her ſake
In your fair Minds left this Acceptance take.